Well, we’ve had the dog for half a week and simply put, I dislike him. It was determined that I would not like him in the beginning, but now it is proven. Yeah, I’m not a dog person. I do not mind them far away or patting one on the head once in a while, but other than that… no. I could go on and on about what he has been doing to the house, but that is sort of a no brainer in terms of a puppy.
Anyway, my dad went back to his apartment on Monday morning. This week so far is not too bad, minus the dog. Friday I’ll be seeing Mrs. Wynn and Saturday my mom made an appointment for haircuts, so I’ll be dragged along into that for a day. That is all I have to write. I am not feeling too hot.