Puppies...
...are freakin' hilarious. Just a little while ago, I was upstairs, leaning over the banister. Candace, my parents' 8 week old Chow/Lab puppy, was directly beneath me on the first floor. I started calling her name, and *snerk HEE HEE HEE* she ran around in circles, looking positively lost. Every time she paused, I'd call again, and she'd run around in another circle. And then there was the puzzled head tilt at one point--*giggle*, so adorable, so much fun to tease.

*massages forehead* When I'm not having to housebreak her. Reminds me of when I was raising my brothers and had to potty train them. >_< 'S the only part of the job I dislike.

*pouts* And it's my manager Nick's last day. Stinks.

But I still have the computer! *glee!*

*fuzzy ninja girl poof!*