my mom happily accompanied me to walk the dogs this morning. see, this is why moms are pretty great. she didn't offer to pick up the poop this time (though she did earlier this week, SCORE) but she was all fired up about the adventure, which kind of prevented me from getting all angry at the dogs when they act up and try to mess with me.
still a slew of floating dead crickets in the frog tank. i am pretty close to confirming he's a bit anorexic. (can one be "a bit" anorexic? perhaps it's more of an all-or-nothing kind of thing.)
the felines are fine.
the crabs are...crabby.
i'm shooting for a lot more status quo til my term here is up. tuesday, i can see you on the horizon and i can't wait until that moment when i wrap you in my arms and tell you how i've longed for your touch.
it will be magical.
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