I woke up at five to do the covert operation of unloading boxes without her seeing me. She got rather pissed when she saw the pitcher I unloaded: "That's mine!" I stopped.
How can one exercise stealth when the damned dog is growling and barking at me in my own house? He woke her up over and over and over.
Still, when I opened the box of antique dishes. at least five of them were in little bitty pieces. These are irreplaceable dishes.
Not happy at all.
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That dog is flipping crazy. I hate that dog.
ReplyDeleteAs much as I hate him, I just can't bring myself to get rid of him.
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