The appointment for the surgeon and the appointment for good ol' LA9 were at the same time this Friday. That conflict was solved by delaying the surgeon's visit to the following Friday (31) and not at the noon hour. In fact, its early enough that I will take Mary to the surgeon appointment, take her home and a couple hours later the volunteer driver can take her back for good ol' LA9.
As for idjit dawg, she has apparently decided that going down a flight of stairs to the dog run is just too much trouble. Four times in the past three days I have found her puddle of piddle in the hallway just beyond the staircase. Its as if she decides its closer and easier to skip the stairs and let the tile floor handle it. She knows I am mad and she knows she shouldn't do it, but that doesn't seem to have made an impact.
For those who have visited us at home, and found the living room barricaded off from the rest of the house, and several rolled up persian rugs stored in the secured living room, idjit dawg is the reason why. The original reason was that Wolfie in his Alzheimer's old age was having accidents so we sent all the rugs out for a good cleaning. When they were returned, we simply parked them in the living room until the Wolfie issue was resolved. Idjit dawg, not suffering from old age problems, simply doesn't seem to really internalize this discipline so the rugs remain in storage, and I remain on guard for clean up duty. Idjit dawg...
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