3/18/03

Our kitchen is a mess. Oh forget it, our whole house is a mess. Sara’s only a puppy but boy is she a handful. We come home and she needs to go out and her crate needs to be cleaned. She needs to be fed and taken for a walk. By the time we get all that done, dinner cooked, or bought out and brought home all we want to do is take a little time for ourselves, not clean the house. I need like a maid or something. 🙂

We’re going to stop tonight and pick up a better harness. That stupid seatbelt harness has some elastic on it and she can worm her way out of it. I’d like to start with a harness for walking her because that’ll put the leash out of reach of her mouth. Right now she spends half of her walking trying to chew her leash or getting her front feet tangled in it.

She’s gotten a little bigger so I’ll have to get some more pictures of her up soon.

We watched Dubya’s speech last night (only because it interrupted Boston Public). I was sickened. He is by far the biggest Hypocrite I’ve ever seen. I have a lot more to say on this topis but I’m not going to go there because I have a meeting this morning. I’ve got to get some stuff squared away beforehand so I better go.

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March 18, 2003

Well, I said PLENTY about that dumbass in my entry today, trust me. I am so angry I cannot contain myself. Getting a puppy, or even a full-grown dog, to stop chewing a leash is a pain, let me tell you. The greyhounds have learned not to chew their leashes, but they still tend to get tangled up in them and that’s a problem. Can’t wait to see more photos of Sara!