So long, sweet freedom

As you know, The Professor and I have been quite the traveling duo.  But I think those travels have come to an end.

At least for a while.

Reason No. 1

A Fox Terrier-Blue Heeler (Australian Sheep Dog)

Reason No. 2

A Dorky (Dachshund-Yorky) But we don't use the word Dorky.  

Don't want to hurt his feelings.

OMG!  What were we thinking!  Two puppies at once!  I suppose it was my genius idea to have a second one to keep the first one company.  Once we saw their little faces, we couldn't walk away.  That was this past Saturday when my house was clean, orderly, and quiet.  And  I was as free as a bird with my time.

But my wings have been clipped.
Now, my house is dirty, chaotic ...  puppy toys scattered and gates galore.
And I am a servant to their needs!

I have never raised a puppy.  Always been a kitty person.  But since Kitty Kramer's passing last year about this time and The Professor's Beagle, Travis McGee, the year before, we felt a loss with no pet in the home.  But then again, we weren't home all that much!

Oh my, how our lives have suddenly changed.

It's like having babies all over again.  My days are now filled with a pee/poop/, treat, walk, play, nap.  All to be repeated .... starting at 6:00 a.m. and finally ending at midnight.

I'm a sleepy-eyed, puppy smelling, mush for brains dog mommy of twins.
Learning how to be a pack leader.

I hope I succeed.

Cause it will be so worth it in a year or so.

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P.S.  Still trying out names to match their robust personalities. 

Guilty!

Monday. 

It seems the weekend blew past with most of my time spent in the office organizing, cleaning up and backing up my photos.  Only to discover I needed to up my Mac's memory.  Which was a simple task.

It's feeling young and perky again. 

More than I can say for my memory!

*sigh*

If only we could run out to the store and pick up a memory chip for our own selves.

So it was a bit chilly in my part of the country this weekend.  Unusual for this time of the year. 

I am so over the cold!  Today, we are barely going to climb into the 40's.  Even the tree buds refuse to open themselves up any more until Mother Nature turns on her Spring charm.

As you are beginning to notice, this post is really about nothing.  Only an excuse for me to ... again ... procrastinate on our taxes.  Our tax man wants everything this Friday.  The Professor has responsibly done as much as he can do.  He has now turned the files over to me.

They are still sitting on the dining room table where he left them several days ago.

For me.

So far, just to avoid picking them up over the last several days, I've managed to reorganize my photos, back up my hard drives, take hundreds of pictures of birds with my new camera, do laundry, pay bills, make doctor appointments, shop Amazon for new camera lenses, search for a new book to read, catch up on my blog feeds and play with Kitty Kitty.

I think I have run out of tasks.

*ugh*

My misery, though, was erased with this great dog video.  If you haven't seen it, you must watch. 

A MUST WATCH!

It'll make your day.

Guaranteed.



Now, I must go get those files.

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missing the mom gene

Kitteh Kitteh

This is King Kitty .... Kramer!  He is cool, indifferent, yet very needy for our company. But only our company.  With all the Thanksgiving guests, he will not be seen until everyone settles into bed each night, coming out cautiously from under our bed inquiring, "When the F**** will everyone leave?"