I work with this gal who loves animals
is pimping puppies for a friend and I've met her little one named Whiskey twice. This tiny dude is a beagle/chihuahua mix but looks (and barks) mostly like a mini beagle pound puppy. He is precious and I am hopelessly in love with cute puppies so I caught myself considering one.....somebody for Sam to play with. Faith is getting middle aged and tires easy but that Sammy D surely does love to run like the wind! He played last night with Conner's dog Meko and they had a ball. As for Lily, she's still thinks she's the boss and I'm not going to expend the energy it would take to convince her otherwise. Cats are just like 13 year old girls and old ladies. Do.Not.Argue.
The deejay on my morning rock station is mean as hell and announced early this morning that it was Thursday. News guy correctly him pronto, so as not to get our hopes up that we had missed hump day in all its' glory. Any time one can see a light at the end of the tunnel known as working for corporate America, one should grab for the brass ring, so to speak. I'm just saying.
Ya'll be careful out there. And keep the faith ^j^