They’ve spent the past six years passing their days in an empty hallway blocked off with a gate, so you’d think having access to an entire loft to hang out in – there are SEVEN unique upholstered surfaces on which to sleep, not counting their own bed – would be a step up the ladder. See, we thought we’d put up a gate blocking the front hall of the new loft for occasional dog segregation purposes. My efforts were further stymied by the dogs, who took out the bag of peaches bought with ice cream-making designs.
Strawberry season is practically gone, and I was seriously deficient in butterfat at my last checkup. I mean, it’s the last week of June already! One-third of the summer is gone, and all I’ve done is line Haagen Dasz’s pockets. One more reason not to like our buyers: because of all the madness, I have not yet had the opportunity to bust out the ice cream maker.
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