A light duty kind of day...
Nov. 27th, 2012 04:45 pm...even though I'm trying not to let it be one.
I finally got everything despeckled and sent by about 10:30 this morning, and then went shopping with Galina. I returned home about two hours ago and have been doing a lot of everything except translation. Or invoicing.
I keep saying it's in a good cause (getting ready for Natalie's visit), but there's a little voice that keeps bugging me about the long-term stuff that's sitting on my disk.
Thumper continues to entertain. Some time ago, he noticed a squirrel run across the back yard and scamper up the one and only tree, and ever since, his behavior upon my opening the door to the back yard consists of running full out to that tree and then to stop and look up, which is where my imagination fails me.
Does he expect the squirrel (who has numerous escape routes out of that tree) to come down and duke it out? Queensbury rules, and all that? Or does Thumper foster some hope the poor squirrel will have a stroke and fall out of the tree?
One thing is for sure. The last time I went to buy dog food, I picked up a "stuffing-free" chew toy that is so far living up to the claim that it can't be torn apart. As it turns out, the thing looks like a squirrel, and has been monopolized by Thumper. And every time he sees me approach, if the toy is within his range of vision, he will attack it and whip it around like he's trying to get it to crack like whip, just to show me he's on the job.
What a clown!
Back to, uh, whatever it was I was doing!
I finally got everything despeckled and sent by about 10:30 this morning, and then went shopping with Galina. I returned home about two hours ago and have been doing a lot of everything except translation. Or invoicing.
I keep saying it's in a good cause (getting ready for Natalie's visit), but there's a little voice that keeps bugging me about the long-term stuff that's sitting on my disk.
Thumper continues to entertain. Some time ago, he noticed a squirrel run across the back yard and scamper up the one and only tree, and ever since, his behavior upon my opening the door to the back yard consists of running full out to that tree and then to stop and look up, which is where my imagination fails me.
Does he expect the squirrel (who has numerous escape routes out of that tree) to come down and duke it out? Queensbury rules, and all that? Or does Thumper foster some hope the poor squirrel will have a stroke and fall out of the tree?
One thing is for sure. The last time I went to buy dog food, I picked up a "stuffing-free" chew toy that is so far living up to the claim that it can't be torn apart. As it turns out, the thing looks like a squirrel, and has been monopolized by Thumper. And every time he sees me approach, if the toy is within his range of vision, he will attack it and whip it around like he's trying to get it to crack like whip, just to show me he's on the job.
What a clown!
Back to, uh, whatever it was I was doing!