Productive

Today was the first teacher day back to school, but guess who wasn't there!!? Instead, I opted to recover by walking 1.82 miles at 1.9mph which is in the lightening fast category. I was walking so fast I thought I might take flight. Afterwards, I took a nap. Then I cleaned out my closet. While I was doing that, I noticed that Randi Unadopted had licked her claw raw and it was bleeding all over the place, so I called the vet. They said to bring her in so I had to get Sara to help me. What a fucking disaster. Clark started to run out of the yard. Randi dragged Sara out. Her phone dropped and the battery fell out. Earl cried like we were ripping his heart out. In all fairness I had warned Sara that getting Randi to the vet was going to be embarassing. The good news was that Randi had lost 3 lbs and we saw the same vet who had recommended that Randi lose a few pounds, so I pointed out her weight loss. She said, "Why, Randi, you almost have a waist line!" She also said that we had to put the Collar of Shame on Randi because she is 'resourceful' and would most likely take off her dressing on her foot without it. I had been ready to lay on the couch for 15 minutes so I said, "Do it." Et Voilà: Randi Unadopted left the vet with her foot wrapped up and the Collar of Shame around her neck. Then we returned to the domestic domicile to find Earl painfully relieved that his sister had returned and we drank sangria.

Sara wipes Bechamel sauce off of Randi's cone, after Randi refuses to let it keep her from pre-washing the dishes.

Clark and his One True Love, Sara, holding hands.

Earl

Randi Unadopted with her Collar of Shame and wounded foot.