It's the end of a work day. The dog has been exercised and fed. Dinner has been made, gobbled up, and dishes washed and put away. The garbage and recyling are out for collection tomorrow. The dishwasher is humming away. Bills have been paid. Cats cuddled. Dog fussed over.
I sit down at the computer, flexing my fingers, getting ready to blog away.
Then The Fred says: "Ok, bed! Now! Movie! Now!"
Dante says: "Yeah Mum, get away from the puter and give me some attention!"
Pixie whines: "Why am I spread out all ALONE on the bed!"
Tinsel looks longingly at the bed too. We know what she wants.
The Fred wags a finger at me: "You said to give you 5 minutes, it's been more than 5 minutes now!"
My post ... what post? Didn't even get to catch up on reading through my blog list.
The Fred is wagging that finger again. Likely even an ear too.
Ah well, I just can't win tonight :) Or not for the past few nights either!
I'll try harder tomorrow. Really :)
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