dogs are gross.

I took Pip on some errands with me today, to the vet and to Mud Bay and then through the Starbucks drive-through. It all went really well, at least until the end. There were kids at the vet, which made Pip very, very happy, as well as a giant boxer to which Pip was very obviously saying, "WHOA. I didn't know dogs came that BIG! I'm a puppy, see, i'm lying down!" I handed her leash to the boys (two of them, probably eight and ten, obviously brothers) while I was paying for Selena's medication, which made both sides happy. It's nice to have a dog that likes small people rather than treating them at best with distant suspicion and at worst with outright hostility. Mud Bay (local crunchyhippie pet store) was all kinds of sniff-worthy, as well. Then we drove home.

Unfortunately, Pip evidently gets carsick. Breakfast came up while we were in line for the drive-through, which was not pretty, but fortunately it was only part of breakfast. The rest of breakfast waited to come up until we were home, thankfully. But she is happy as can be, and I got a fun toy for them at the store (a tennis ball with a fake fox tail attached to it, with a squeaker hidden inside) which is an instant hit.

Today, writing alternating with cleaning, i think. I've been putting off some chores that really need done.

Imryne, of House Melrae: Another Mother

(The Lady Of Pain Dramatis Personae)

( 'Unusual meeting house. I did not know that you were allies to the Maerret.' )