Kitteh wants to go home and be snuggled.
Good morning.
I hate small dogs. Harley, who normally doesn’t bother me much, is beginning to get on my nerves. I set the alarm for 0300 and was hoping that the Brian’s little dog wouldn’t be outside when I decided to sleep. Sure enough, 1800, the little wuzzer began to “yipyipyip” and woke me up. Two hours’ worth. Unngh.
Then Harley decided there was something in the back yard that needed to be driven away at 0200...
So, now maybe I’ll see to the laundry and the pills and then get ready for Walmart. I hope they have packing paper AND boxes, because I don’t want to pay for S&H from U-Haul.
With luck, I’ll get more stuff done in the kitchen and call it good for in there, except for what’s in a couple of the cupboards.
Then books...I’m getting there. It’s just so very slow.
Jake jumped on Shannon at 0400. I got up and let Jake go outside, then went back to bed. A dog was barking annoyingly at that time; not too near, but enough to make it hard to go back to sleep.
I get extra irritated at people who seem to believe nobody else can hear their dogs, because I live with people who seem to believe nobody else can hear their music, videos, drums, etc.
And good morning. Apart from the cat incident, I had a pretty good night.