So, this is what happens when you leave for town later than you know you should. Instead of a hour and 15 minutes, it just takes longer and longer and longer. Note to self, don't dally.Boy Dog Update: He had a pretty good day today. He slept in his old room (the laundry room) where he could pretty much do what he wanted and we were not hovering over him freaking out that he was just a producer of an endless stream of urine. He did not whimper or whine a bit, and it was as if he was glad to have his own private time. Not a sound all night long. Of course when we let him out of the laundry room that was an event in itself, but some of you might be a bit squeamish, and this is a family oriented journal, so I will spare you the (bloody is not the right word) details, and leave it up to your individual imaginations. BUT, let me repeat, today seems to have been a good day, almost normal, and no repeat issues. He is going to sleep in the laundry room for the near term, however.
Lots of accomplishments today, did some power real estate this morning, went to a 10 o'clock meeting, was back in the office about 12:15, did some more power real estate, had a 3:30 appointment in the office, and left for home about 4:30. I stopped and brought home a Papa Murphy's Pizza for dinner, we highly recommend the Cowboy Special they are promoting right now.
Deeds, Actions, Changes, TRAFFIC, Kindnesses, Whirled Peas, FUN!
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