It is barely 4:30 pm. Why does it feel so late? I am ready to have dinner, sit on the couch and watch tv. Not like I haven't been watching tv all day, because yesterday MTV had an America's Next Top Model-athon and I set up Tivo to record it. I hadn't watched season 6 in its entirety so it was new to me. But I think it has given me malaise. (If that is the correct word.) Maybe it is because I am old, and we get up at the butt-crack of dawn that makes me so tired by 5 pm.
Our house looks like a scene from a b-horror flick, b for bug. As in dead bugs, everywhere. Dead crickets in ever corner. And the grossest part? We had seen a few cockroaches, ok, I'll admit it. But there are so many DEAD ones laying around outside of our house it disgusts me. I walk around cleaning the carnage up every morning, and evening. I did not know there were so many creepy crawlies and jumpies at our house! Hopefully the amount of dead ones tapers off a little. I haven't seen any more ants in the house, and that is a big plus!
Last night I picked my parents and brother JVA and SLA up at the airport. They took Big Ol' Blue home. You have never seen a sadder dog than Lily today. I know dogs live in the moment, but she remembers him, and she is quite lonely.
I have been able to clean up some of the things that Big Boy Blue chewed up. Surprisingly I miss him. Especially the way he looked when he wanted to come inside. He would jump up on the back door and his front paws would spread, and I SWEAR I heard a lisp in his bark, he looked so fruity. But then, not to be emasculated, he would jump on Lily and hump her.
He also drank so much water! I was amazed, he would come inside and slurp up everything in the dish and the toilet. His thirst was not to be sated! Lily will drink just a small portion of the water he drank. Maybe it is because he is such a luscious blue-black color? Maybe it is because he is so darn big?