With Diva Dog isolated in our bedroom to heal from her surgery, I've managed to finish up the vamp shorty and send it, read a couple of books, write a few words, and catch up on all the movies I've bought over the last six months but left in the cellophane on our hall shelf. Now if I could just get caught up on the revision lessons.
Diva seems to be doing well. She comes over to the bed and hoo-hoos at me every now and again, but I worry too much about letting her lounge around up here with me.
She's so dainty, if she started squirreling around and fell off the bed, she could break a bone or tear her wound. Poor girl. She has no choice but to snooze on her doggy bed. I sit on the floor several times a day and let her walk all over me, so it's not like she's losing out on any attention. I guess in doggy terms it's just not the same.
I managed to get 1200 words written today - a complete scene. I'm going to try for one more tonight before hitting the sack. Hubster usually comes in and takes over babysitting the diva around 8 pm or so, and I take all my computer stuff back to my office to work. It gives me a break, and I can get some house work done as I'm passing through.
So that's pretty much the state of things: doggy-sitting and writing. Really, I don't mind. That's it for now. I hope you're having a jazzy Saturday!
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