Good morning again, my sexy friends. I’m feeling pretty satisfied today. But, actually, I must not be, because my leg was just a shakin and twitchin last night. Something I tend to do quite often. I think it comes from having more enthusiasm than I do energy.
The house is coming together nicely. Hope to move my bed into the bedroom today. Overall, I’m very pleased with how much I’ve gotten completed in the past day. The puppy… not so much.
The day of the move, I contacted someone from CL and purchased a small, and then, an even smaller kennel for spaz. The longer he goes without going outside to the bathroom, made impossible by yesterday’s rain, he remains in the kennel. There’ll be no poo poo on this floor. No poo poo.
Also, it’s going to be really nice. He’s gotten used to being in there within the last week that we’ve been here. This is not the first day that we had trouble with him peeing outside in cold, wet leaves, and he seems to be acclimating fine to it. I got him a little bed in there and he just lays down. He knows he’s in trouble. But until he goes to the restroom, he must stay in his little home. I take him out on the hour.
Actually, you know what? I think, today I’m going to take him for a walk. I’ve been so busy inside this house, I haven’t even been out of it myself. Might be nice to take a little stroll down the road. Pick up an ice cream from the store. Pat children on the head and and let my dog hump a neighbor’s dog.
Who the fuck am I kidding! That’s Jackson out there! It’s only two streets away! I’m not trying to hit the hoe stroll. I’ve got enough problems! (Psst. Hey. How do you think I’d do? Uh huh! Look at it! Stop! Lolol)
No, I could not be more happy with where the home is located. It’s got its own little private lot. Neighbors are still close but too far away to hear you scream. Possibly. Lots of space. Lots of opportunities to have fun.
Yesterday, I saw a friend I haven’t seen in a very long time. As soon as I saw his face, I couldn’t remember why it had been so long since I’d seen him. He didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t think. I’m very forgetful.
No. He was perfect. Freaky by nature, but a perfect gentleman. He kinda rushed me on setting up a date, so he happened to be the first in the new house. We did it on the living room floor. ON A MATTRESS on the living room floor! My point being, there are still many rooms to christen. But not this one! No. We christened the shit outta this bitch. 😁
So, onward and forward. But mostly, a little jiggle to the side to the side. Love all you, freaks!