Anarchist, get pissed, destroy

The Evil Bugger is on a flat collar again because he chewed through the chest-strap of his nice harness yesterday. Arsehole.

I still feel like shit. I'm just recovered enough to feel frustrated and restless and still sick enough to fall over every time I try and do anything. Also coughing worse than ever. (This is partly because I feel well enough to want to smoke again. Hey, I never said I wasn't an idiot.)

oh, and it's too fucking hot. GAH.

Anarchist, get pissed, destroy

The Evil Bugger is on a flat collar again because he chewed through the chest-strap of his nice harness yesterday. Arsehole.

I still feel like shit. I'm just recovered enough to feel frustrated and restless and still sick enough to fall over every time I try and do anything. Also coughing worse than ever. (This is partly because I feel well enough to want to smoke again. Hey, I never said I wasn't an idiot.)

oh, and it's too fucking hot. GAH.

Two rabble rousers speeding round

Heh heh heh. After supper zoomies. Spike and Squish just slammed into the computer chair and the coffee table next to it. Table was covered in DVDs and bits of paper which are now EVERYWHERE, and the comment I was in the middle of typing went like this.

I yelled "OY!" and they both stopped in their tracks. Spike's ears and tail went low and Squish came and licked my elbows by way of apology. (Elbow licking is one of Squish's funny little habits. Startled hell out of topbit who wasn't brought up with dogs, especially as Squish has a way of sneaking up unnoticed and doing it to whoever's in the computer chair.)

I really owe them some off-leash time in the worst way. I'm going to try and do it tomorrow despite the cough and the elbow. They bring me so much joy, and I've really been short-changing them these last weeks.

Two rabble rousers speeding round

Heh heh heh. After supper zoomies. Spike and Squish just slammed into the computer chair and the coffee table next to it. Table was covered in DVDs and bits of paper which are now EVERYWHERE, and the comment I was in the middle of typing went like this.

I yelled "OY!" and they both stopped in their tracks. Spike's ears and tail went low and Squish came and licked my elbows by way of apology. (Elbow licking is one of Squish's funny little habits. Startled hell out of topbit who wasn't brought up with dogs, especially as Squish has a way of sneaking up unnoticed and doing it to whoever's in the computer chair.)

I really owe them some off-leash time in the worst way. I'm going to try and do it tomorrow despite the cough and the elbow. They bring me so much joy, and I've really been short-changing them these last weeks.