March 9th, 2008

chicken

what time is it? and naughty Biscuit

Lat night we changed the clocks. So now, instead of the almost 12:00 that it should be, it's 12:45. Getting up tomorrow is going to be less than awesome. Getting up at 5 is bad enough but getting up at what will feel like 4 is going to feel just wrong. Very wrong.

Biscuit on day 5 of his recovery is wiggier than ever. He's been scampering up and down. Stalking, playing, jumping, climbing. Pretty much everything he's not supposed to be doing. Short of getting a cage to stick him in, I don't know how we're going to keep him quiet.