JANUARY 22 2016

January 22, 2016

Good morning to everyone. 

I was so lost in a book that I missed my deadline. It is already passed midnight now. Better later than never, eh? 

After a very agitated night filled with nightmares, I had a delightful day. All night long I had dreams with my manager. In one of them she told me she didn’t need me anymore because she had one perfect employee (which befuddled me) and in the other she told me I had a new manager and presented me with a ferret as the manager. At least, the ferret was cute. I suppose I had all those dreams t because I took the day off yesterday. 

I went to work today, however, I was sent home because I sounded creepy. I was told my voice was like the voice of a stalker that makes calls during the night to scare the hell out of people. I couldn’t contradict them. It was true. 

So, I missed a second day at work but at least I had fun reading a very good book, checking stats on google analytics – it seems I became addicted to that. 

I witnessed a war between two neighbors: one wanted to steal the cart the other one had parked in front of the house and he was caught red-handed. Not a problem, later on, I saw the would-be thief with his own cart. 

He had visited Basic Foods and came home with the cart so that he could have one parked in front of his door as well. But he was smarter: he chained it to the house to be sure no one would steal it from him. I could understand him: after all, he knew very well what people could do and at what lengths they’d go to have a cart. 

Half an hour ago, I went out with Rex for his last walk and we had two interesting encounters, both with raccoons.

The first one went quite well: they looked one to the other and then they turned around and left. The second encounter wasn’t so peaceful. The raccoon was hidden in a bush and started growling when Rex came near so my dog considered he had to pay in kind. 

For a moment there, I was afraid I would get to the hospital this night for a rabies shoot. Luckily, I was spared. I hear they’re very painful and the wait in the hospital is long and atrocious during the week. I don’t even want to think how much you have to wait during the weekend. 

Now, my mutt took his little teddy-bear in his mouth and runs all over the house whimpering. It is his habit. Whenever he filled his stomach or before going to bed, he has to do that for at least half an hour if not an hour. 

It drives me crazy but in almost three years I learnt that nothing I’d say or do would make him stop and I have to wait till he drops because exhaustion. It’s like a baby with the pacifier. Sometimes I think I am too old for all of that. That’s why only young people have babies.

Anyway, it’s quite late, and besides everything I have already written nothing interesting happened. Maybe tomorrow, who knows? Till then, a nice Saturday to you all. 
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