|When God closes a door...
||[Thursday, Apr. 10th, 2008|11:15 pm]
The richest girl in town.
Java goes out the window.|
Yesterday, she did it again--the fourth? fifth? time in two weeks.
So, I came home and decided to get Season 4 of the The Wire on her fuzzy little ass. Me + power drill = HAHA! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!
Or at least not today. I don't have any doubt that my stupid but persistent dog will figure out a way past the screws. But for the moment, at least, I can go to work for hours without her visiting the neighbors.
Perhaps it is time for us to revisit the co-dog arrangement?
Even though she probably possesses the intelligence to steal your credit card number and buy a pair of opossable thumbs on Ebay to defeat the screws ...
I would really like to see Java bust out of a home with no windows - and fire proof doors.
Honey, if you want Java time, you've got Java time. I wouldn't mind the break, and I know it might be a nice distraction/comfort for you right now.
Looks like I may go out of town the weekend in a week (4/18-4/20). If you'd like my little pain in the ass then or earlier, that would work. I'm still working with her and trying to keep her, but I could, frankly, use a break after the last couple of months of stupid.
How are you, lady?
How is she doing this? It's crazy! Does she come back home or has she gotten lost before?
She visits the neighbors.
what's the official word on java, separation anxiety?
It is separation anxiety, though I think the drugs are working to calm her down. A month ago, she would start freaking out well before I left the apartment, pacing, panting, salivating, with dilated pupils and lots of shaking. Now she just chills on my bed. I think she knows how to get out now, though, so when my neighbors walk by the windows, she wants to watch teevee with Uncle Monte upstairs. So, less freaking out now and more wanting to visit.
Poor Java. The anxiety meds aren't working? I wish were there. I'd hang with her so she doesn't get lonely :(