I'm stressin out. My stomach feels like it has a flood of butterflies playing ice hockey. It's not a pretty site. I'm also extremely tired, and I still haven't bought my outfit. Can we say "Shopping?" It will all be over soon enough, I just hope I survive the days leading up to it.
Back to work for me.
OH! You can officially call me a butcher. It was an accident I swear. Anyway, Bugger gets these clumps of hair, that get matted and gross. I usually trim them early. The one under his chin I didn't get early enough. I take the scissors and cut it, and to my horror I realize I've cut off some of his skin. No wonder why he was yelping. Poor Baby! Anyway, a little Neosporin, and a lot of love and kisses later, he's fine, but I still have guilt. Next time I should probably take him to the groomers and leave it to the professionals. :)
Bugger of course milked the thing for all it was worth. He's a little sneak, that one, but I love him. :) I even shared my pillow last night with him. Have I mentioned that I had guilt? :)
This time I am going back to work. Yippee! *Please note dripping sarcasm*
Yoda: SleepingBugger: Sleeping
Angela: Working.
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year end survey!!! - 2005-12-31
Update from Sunny CA.... - 2005-12-05
