Wasted day as far as teaching is concerned. One of the items I need for the water trial next weekend packed it in, it’s a holiday weekend and I was running all over town trying to find a new one.
He has sort of given up on Stitch. She’s boring except when he’s tugging on her tail. Syn, though… if I didn’t know dogs I’d have thought they were trying to kill each other this evening, rolling and tackling and snarling and snapping. Then they decided to retrieve sticks together. A good time was had by all.
Next week’s going to be worse. I’m leaving on Tuesday for a weekend of water trials with Syn. Ron’s working half days, so Gonzo and Stitch will be home alone for half of each day. Fortunately he’s good at entertaining himself, especially now that he can shoot up with a tennis ball. He was throwing it for himself this morning. Then on Monday we’ll all go camping for a week. I’m gobsmacked that Ron volunteered to look after him for the week. “Just two guys together” (and Stitch).
And now we’re ready for bed.
He’s 13 weeks old and those are 8″ tiles. That’s all I have to say.