Rosie (the puppy dog) pretty much consumed my day. Took her to work - poor girl needs her medicine. And a lot of attention. Of course she got it. She found out early on that any 8-year old girl with a clarinet was an easy ticket to an ear-scratching if she gave a wistful look. Actually pretty much anybody.

It's awfully quiet. Wait... What's that squeaking noise? Oh, it's just Mi-mi (the hamster). Doing her laps in the treadmill. It's a trick girl - it really doesn't go anywhere. Oh nevermind...