Coincidence
Entry 1 10:57 p.m. This post feels like it needs to be a triptych. Not a beginning, middle and end, but the day feels like it is three different days rolled into one. It was full. Los Perros Malos have been moved downstairs to the dining area for sleeping quarters, the placement of the treadmill making their relocation necessary. The good news is that meant the dogs wake up Leiney, still sleeping on the couch, who feels duty-bound to let them out and let me sleep. I woke hearing Buddy's bark. A notorious escape artist, I presumed he'd broken free from his cell. Turns out, Leiney as kind and conscientious as ever, let the dogs out. Returning to sleep was out of the question, so I got up. Our housecleaner arrived at 8:00 a.m.. Apparently the kitchen got short shrift today, according to Moni, who was over later in the day to clean the fridge out and then made some concoction for us to eat for dinner. I finally called a dishwasher repair guy, who w...