May. 1st, 2009 at 2:08 PM


Max has started not only coming downstairs more often, but staying downstairs for upwards of an hour at a time. Usually it's spent in the window, but sometimes, just sometimes, he'll wander into the kitchen and look around. Currently, he's camped out on top of Mark's desk, while I type on the pull out shelf below him. Heh. I think I need a keyboard pullout shelf upstairs. Hmm...

This is her most common position these days. When Mark comes home, she jumps up on the cough, tail wagging madly and watches him walk up the walk to the front door, where she greets him. When he leaves for school in the evening, she'll race him to the front door, then jump on the couch and watch him leave. It's too funny. Birds are a constant source of entertainment for her. Ravens are the bane of her existence though, she threw a fit the other day when one was out back and she couldn't go chase it off. As soon as I let her out, she immediately sniffed every place it had walked and peed on it.

Hard to believe she's almost 11 months old. Hard to believe, it's been nearly a year since Dante left me. Where has this year gone?
I think I cleaned too well, she's now barking(woofing) and growling at her reflection in the glass of the liquor cabinet. Hee.
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wow
I can't believe it's almost been a year either. I am sure Dante approves of Caena :o)