She’s gone again this week. Out of town, leaving me alone with the pup and the cat. The cat mostly hangs out in the basement, being too crochety to enjoy playing with the pup.
It’s just the pup and me, hanging out, watching the Oblongs together… It’s pretty quiet around here, which just emphasizes the wheezing little farts she lets out. Cute little dog, and I know she’s healthy, but - oof.
and I know it’s her.. cuz it sure isn’t me, and there’s no one else here. Starts sounding like a scene from _Taxi Driver_…
Think I’ll dig out some candles tonight.
Noooo, not to set the mood, you pervs. I don’t need candles for that. Not when I’m alone.