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January 20, 2010

There’s been a theme running through Georgia’s antics lately. She’s getting inGarbage strewn aboutto things! I need to channel the Dog Whisperer and take back my house! Last week, the day before trash day, I forgot to close the cabinet lock on the trash cabinet. Why couldn’t I have forgotten on the day after trash day? When I’m not there, although, even when I am, she makes the circuit of all the doors, cabinets and refrigerators that she likes to get into and tries to open them. Things are usually safe unless I forget to make sure that it’s closed. Ack! Which is what happened. There was nothing in the trash last week that made her sick, thankfully. In fact, aside from a few eggshells and carrot peels, I don’t think she was really satisfied.

I have now bookmarked Cesar.

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Who’s stealing those socks?

January 8, 2010

I’ve been trying to do my part in being green. And so, when I wear my heavy warm socks to walk Georgia in the morning for about 30 minutes, I don’t wash them right away, I try to get a couple of mornings out of them. So, for the last week, I’ve been putting them on the towel rack in the bathroom. Well, when I come home, there’s always one missing, sometimes it’s in the living room and sometimes it’s in the bedroom. Perhaps this is another peril of boredom.


The perils of boredom

January 6, 2010

After almost 2 weeks of near constant company and attention over the holidays, Georgia had to A Loaf of Breadspend the day by herself when I went back to work. She must have gotten bored because I come home to find a loaf of bread on the floor. Now where did this loaf of bread come from? I thought it was set far back on the counter, in the corner, behind the coffee pot. That coffee pot was no deterrent, she knocked it over so that the dregs spilled all over the counter and under the microwave. And she got the bread, but she didn’t break the bag and eat any. I guess it was just something to do. At least I have a clean counter under the microwave. Opportunities like that don’t come along every day.


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