Beautifully human.

“Claude is farty, and snores like an old man.”

Fellow Minx Old Aunt Amy sent me an invite to Good Reads yesterday. Near as I can tell, it’s an alternative to Library Thing. Sadly, I haven’t had time to give either site more than a cursory perusal.

Thoughts?

GMAIL supports CSV files for import and ADDRESS BOOK exports to a VCF file.  Anybody know how to make the two talk to each other?

So, I nearly had a heart attack this morning.

I got up to the dogs whining, let them out, then went to tend to the whining of my own bladder. I generally watch them when they’re in the back because Claude can jump the snow fence, but he hasn’t been showing any interest in the fence of late and, well, I had to pee. I finished my business then opened the door to let them in. You see it coming, don’t you? No dogs. Not anywhere in the back. They’re gone.

I freak.

I run upstairs and call Xtop while I’m pulling on my jeans and shrieking. Xtop — who is a godammed hero — throws on some shoes and jumps into his car, hauling ass over here at 8:00 am. He arrives just as I’m locking the front door. We circle the block, scan the park (my best guess) — they’re not there.

“Which way?” asks Chris. I have no idea.

“Straight, I guess. But wait, pull over and let me ask this guy.” I hop out of the car and accost a pedestrian, who, reading my panic, responds before I even get my question out.

“Two dogs, right? They’re at your house!” he shouts, pointing in that direction. “On the corner! They’re trying to get in the front door!”

Okay, I didn’t recognize the guy, I have no idea how he knew where I lived but I screamed my thank yous as I ran back to the house, Chris following in the car.

And sure enough, Claude came bounding up to me like, “Mooooom, let us in!”

Moments before I’d been cursing him up one side and down the other to Xtop: I hate that dog, Applejack never would have done this on this own, He’s a bad influence. That’s verbatim.

Right behind Claude? Applejack: “Hey, mom! We had an adventure!!”

I let them in and walked back to Chris’ car to thank him for being an outstanding friend.

In other news, my grandmother is in the hospital and I am fat. It has not been an good morning.