Hola, peeps!
Well, fortunate for the rest of the world, this month's hormone surge has reached its apex and is now on the decline

I suddenly realized how it is that I can tell when my hormones get back in line... my sense of humor is outta control. I find EVERYTHING funny. Good grief... laugh, cry, laugh, cry. Round and round we go.

So, as I was telling LW, my house has turned into, as she so eloquently put it "DOGGIE DAYCARE." I have a wonderful weiner dog (Dachshund) named Gunther... my little German man; a neurotic mini-me (Chihuahua/Yorkie mix) named Miso... my Japanese crazy man; and a little cutie (Shih Tzu) named Buddy who is visiting us while his parents go on a 10-day cruise. Miso and Buddy are friends, as they've been together before, but the obligatory 20-minute butt-sniffing-hello session ensued when Buddy arrived. My livingroom now looks like a playpen... dog chewies and dog toys strewn about. Activity goes in spurts... atm all 3 are passed out, but in about an hour they will wake up and begin the morning wrestling session (which, for some reason, despite the fact that they are ALL neutered, seems to involve humping each other). Buddy brought his bed over. Gunther has a huge bed (I spoil my pups) and Miso has a cage that is his personal cave of safety that he loves. But what is it about doggie visits that compels them to claim each other's things? Gunther has, atm, skwoze his fat butt into Buddy's bed; Buddy took Miso's favorite spot on the couch under the blankie, which in turn, has displaced Miso... who is tiny and I have not yet located him in the mess. Of course, if I want to take a head count, all I need to do is bust out the bag of treats and I'll have all 3 of them standing at attention in front of me patiently awaiting food. Yes, folks, my house has TOTALLY gone to the dogs. But they're fun... they make me laugh. It's kinda like watching fish swim in a fish tank. Well, except that they would be 10 lb fish with fur in a livingroom, waterless tank.

So what's today's plan? Hmmm. This week I have to write 5 essays for an exam that's due on Sunday. Not a HUGE task, as I explained to LW that I can fart 2000 words in 5 seconds flat... I do have competition tho... she can do 1000...lol. I need to wipe bbq sauce off the wall next to my desk (in my infinite wisdom I attempted to eat a plate of bbq ribs at the computer last night, dropped a rib onto the plate and splatted brown sauce onto the wall... discovered this this morning as I sat here drinking my coffee wondering what the hell I got on the wall). If the sun can manage to stay out today, I'm feeling a lounge-lizard session coming on... need some Vitamin D. Other than that, dunno. Oh, yeah, nap. Daily requisite afternoon nap. Beyond THAT, dunno.

Well, sorry for falling off the edge of the earth for a while. My world is still the flat one and sometimes my ship falls off the end of it. But I do come back

Missed you all and hope you have a great end of the week!!

-Koshka

Doggie day care sounds brill!

Hugs

Cracked

Oh, if anyone out there can borrow a doggie (or a couple of them) I HIGHLY recommend it. These three are keeping me laughing and giving me cuddles (well, when they're not stealing each others' toys and vaulting over me on the couch when I try to watch tv).

Animals are SOOOOOO therapeutic!!!

Gunther, Miso, and Buddy send all of you happy sniffies and licks
xoxoxo