Here it is the end of the month. How did that happen?
(One foot in front of the other there cupcake, one foot in front of the other....)
Fine.
Time marches on. I get it.
Yesterday I drove over to the animal shelter again. Put our names on a couple of candidates that won't be ready to adopt until friday. I'm not sure about either one of them. I want to get them off in a quiet place and see how they behave one on one.
One of the dogs is an adult australian shepherd, very shy and freaked out by the shelter environment, and the other is one of three queensland heeler mix pups, six months old. I wish I could bring one home for a week and just do a "get aquainted" kind of thing. I'm nervous about making such a big commitment on so little information.
Then there is this other dog in the next county. I am going to call over there and see if he is still available. Another Australian. 5 years old. They call him a "big goof". This sounds intriguing to me. Goofy sounds friendly. I could go with friendly. They don't open till 1:30 today, so I am trying to stay busy in the meantime.
Even got motivated enough to scrub the daylights out of our bathroom. It's clean, but the whole house smelled of chemicals. I got brave and opened all the windows and doors for half an hour until I started turning into an icicle.
Clorox. Whew!
Hey, maybe I will take my digital camera over there with me and take a picture of this dog. Then you can see him too. I'll put it in my purse right now.
Okay, off to scrub something else until 1:30.....