February 25, 2006
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Work was tiring. Lightning, the German Shepherd, was absolutely off his rocker and kept attempting to jump on me. Jasper, the Lab, wasn’t that bad except that I had to fight him to get him in his kennel. I was soaked (at least my feet were), and when I got home from work – the bottom half of my pants were speckled with dog hair, and my socks were so wet I had to peel them off my feet. I’m tired. I’m so beat.
Looks like it’s bath & book, then writing & tv time. I’m off tomorrow. Thank goodness!
Comments (5)
did you have fun with the pets though?
I have always wanted to work in a kennel, but I see now how much work it really is. It’s like working with kids, isn’t it? You are a brave soul, my friend. You really are.
I have not forgotten you. I just needed to not let comments be left on my site, until I knew I wanted hear what people had to say. And now I’m ready for that again. Now that I’ve straightened some things out in my mind. Email me your number and I’ll call you sometime soon. It’d be good to talk. Kisses, Kate
But money is money, and you are earning way more than me! lol
I’m proud of you, babe!
Thank you for your kind words. And yes! We will definitely chill! I misses my Kate!
But it’s always good to have some just in case….. mine are YELLOW! lol