Yes. I've been lazy about posting, but in my defense, I was trying to stay off LJ so I could devote what free time I had to reading DH.
So I got Frannie bright and painfully early last Saturday morning. At 6:30 am. Not really too much of a stretch, being that weekdays, I am up at 4 am, so really. I was practically sleeping in! What made it painful, is that I could not get to sleep Friday night, until like 1 am. Guess maybe I was little excited about Frannie. I should have gotten my ass up and gone to the midnight HP thing. But I did't.
I toted Frannie's cute little butt all over the place on Saturday in order to socialize her and to show off her cuteness. Even to the bookstore to pick up my copy of DH. Everyone loves her. Including me. =)
She is such a well behaved dog. I have really lucked out. She has not had one single accident in the house. At all. She did scare a little pee put of herself when she herself in the mirror, but hey - haven't we all done that at least once? She gets along famously with my roommates 3 dogs, she's quiet and she loves to snuggle. She sleeps all throgh the night also.
I've called her "Bear" twice. He's still on my mind a lot, by having Frannie is really helping. I took her to the vet yesterday to get her stitches out (she was spayed on 7/12) and the vet placed her at 1-2 years old, and she's 13 pounds, not 9 like her adoption notice said.
Wish I had a digital camera so I could share with you all the clay cast that the vet's office took of Bear's paw that they gave to me while I was there yesterday, along with a card that everyone there signed, and not just signed their names, but they all said a little something about Bear. That's why I love that office so much and I'm going to miss them when I move (in 2 WEEKS! OMG I need to start packing!). The clay pawprint is about 3-4 inches round, and has these soft, subtle colors running throught it. Whoever made it, painted in the pawprint black, and you can ever see the texture of his pad. It is engraved with his name and has some little hearts painted on it. I so cried.
Found out on Sunday, Frannie DOES NOT liked to be carried around in a bag. I tried, and she jumped out. I am sad to report that Frannie does not have any cat like reflexes. At.All. She landed on her head, on the pavement, and the thud her little head made was horrible. I felt sooo bad. Bad mommy!!! I gave her some hamburger and lots of dog treats.
She is fine. She's got a hard lil' noggin, she does.
OH! And her underbite.? To die for!! It makes her extra-special cute.
So, with Frannie and trying to read DH, I also saw two great movies this weekend.
First was Closet Land. I have wanted to see this movie, like, forever, but had been having a bitch of a time finding it. It is only availavble on region 2 DVDs, and I conviently DO NOT HAVE A REGION 2 DVD PLAYER!!!! So,
IT WAS AWESOME!!! It is not only a wonderfully suspensful drama that made me go "Oh no the hell he just didn't do that!!", Alan looked SO fucking good in this. *GUH*
* hugs trekkiegrrrl *
Watched The Departed also. Also an excellent movie. Quite the death toll though.
So ther ya have it.
Bad mommy I be.
I discovered this at about 4:40 am, in which I was already waking up late by about half an hour. At that point, there was no way I could clean it all up (it was a BIG mess), get ready for work, make Bear's breakfast amd lunch and make it to work on time. So I called in.
Plus, I think I really do have a bladder infection now. I must have jinxed myself yesterday. In addition to having to dribble a bit of pee every half hour when it feels like I really-gotta-go, I have a wonderful stabby pain the the general area of where my bladder is.
Wonderful, I say. Just freaking wonderful.