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it's been a wee bit frustrating this evening.
no one returns my phone calls, my emails, and a crit forum i belong to (which shall remain nameless) is sucking (which always gets my goat). i've written 31 well-considered crits in the last three weeks and have received about 5 useful ones in reply. why am i torturing myself with this?
and then Paxton decides to be a dalmatian after having let him run around at the park all morning, and he repays me by escaping out the back fence (the dog pulled a stake out of the ground to do this, folks. dalmatians are evil).
so i run around to fetch him back (and he's not even wearing his collar because it was chaffing! grrrrr). and then i have to fix the stake in the fence and then fix a hole he dug by the side of the house where he unearthed a 10¢ Pepsi bottle (a real antique), which he then broke and scattered the glass.
so i pick that up and then trip over the dog gate and, since i've got glass in my hands, fall hard.
ow.
not happy.
the good news is i didn't cut myself. but my wrists and knees are going to be bruised black tomorrow.
and now the dog has been punished by having to go to bed early and he's being bratty by hiding his nose in my pillow.
hate punishing the dog. feel like a bad mother. dalmatians are so manipulative.
bad paxton. bad dog.
no one returns my phone calls, my emails, and a crit forum i belong to (which shall remain nameless) is sucking (which always gets my goat). i've written 31 well-considered crits in the last three weeks and have received about 5 useful ones in reply. why am i torturing myself with this?
and then Paxton decides to be a dalmatian after having let him run around at the park all morning, and he repays me by escaping out the back fence (the dog pulled a stake out of the ground to do this, folks. dalmatians are evil).
so i run around to fetch him back (and he's not even wearing his collar because it was chaffing! grrrrr). and then i have to fix the stake in the fence and then fix a hole he dug by the side of the house where he unearthed a 10¢ Pepsi bottle (a real antique), which he then broke and scattered the glass.
so i pick that up and then trip over the dog gate and, since i've got glass in my hands, fall hard.
ow.
not happy.
the good news is i didn't cut myself. but my wrists and knees are going to be bruised black tomorrow.
and now the dog has been punished by having to go to bed early and he's being bratty by hiding his nose in my pillow.
hate punishing the dog. feel like a bad mother. dalmatians are so manipulative.
bad paxton. bad dog.
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hahahahaha
Reminds me of my baby brother, who, whilst growing up a little boy, was so consumed by the cuteness of my kitty that he would literally squeeze it until it violently squeaked, or would bite his paws.
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I'd love to add you to my friends list. It'd be great if we could get the writers group going again. Maybe if we talked to the mod and got her to add some interests to the info page, other people would find the group too, and it'd be easier to get some discussions going.
Sounds like a super crappy day, though. Why do dalmations have to be so darn cute, even when they're bad? :)