The guide dog pooped on the rug this morning. Her owner, my student, was speaking, and so she wasn’t reading the dog’s signals. Tee-hee. It’s kinda funny. I scooped the whole thing up and flushed it. I couldn’t imagine making her owner “curb” the what-not. I think that’s cruel.<\/p>\n
I’m thankful I had that little dog in my class though. Even with the pile. I still miss my Cricket. I’ve never missed a pet so badly. And I don’t think any pet has ever been such a comfort and a friend as that sweet little lab-collie mix.<\/p>\n
It’s still raining. Need to run to Target and Ingles this afternoon. I think I’ll skip Walmart. I don’t know why that store grates on me so. It’s evil.<\/p>\n
Ordered some luscious summer reading from Amazon. Something From the Oven: Reinventing Dinner in 1950s America<\/em> and From Hardtack to Home Fries: An Uncommon History of American Cooks and Meals<\/em>. Can’t wait. There’s nothing like an academic history of kitsch.<\/p>\n And I got Isaac some Sesame Street DVDs. Kids’ Favorite Songs<\/em>, Sesame Street’s 25th Birthday – A Musical Celebration<\/em>, and Cookie Monster’s Best Bites<\/em>. He loves Cookie Monster. He’s more of a Ketchup Monster himself.<\/p>\n Time for lunch. Hamburgers — what I was planning for us this evening. Touch\u00e9. We’ll eat out instead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The guide dog pooped on the rug this morning. Her owner, my student, was speaking,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","category-fuzz"],"yoast_head":"\n