because dog is okay with me

our furnace went on the fritz wednesday night. around 9:00, Mole was complaining of the cold, and noticed that adjusting the thermostat wasn't forcing the heat to kick on. so, i called BldgBenevolence and she promised to send over her fixer man early yesterday. i had to run into the crib briefly to pick up my scripts for coaching with VoxyLady, and happened upon BB who informed me that the furnace was now in good repair and nonchalently added that she had taken "dog for long walking. is she running so fast the whole time?" "you walked WeeBeastie?" said i, imagining my tiny, older landlady whipped down the streets on the heels of my old dog who has a lot of energy and drive. i bet she was getting dragged along with whole way. more enjoyable than imagining the scene of my spunky terrier getting walked by our landlady is the note i found in my kitchen:

"furnace is fixed. he replaced one part -- waiting for this part i took connie for a long walk. (1 - 2 PM)

i can't believe, how fast is she running, i couldn't follow her.

also, i see, your laundry room door is not working well so next week a maintenance man will be here to fix it.

thank you, Svetlana"

her name is another instance where i wish it was in better form to use peep's true monikers on a blog, because she has a very interesting polish name. Svetlana gonna have to do for now. we couldn't figure out why she was referring to WeeBeastie as "connie", because oddly enough, that was the name the rescue group registered her with (but we did not keep for her). as i was straightening out the few contents of our furnace storage closet, i noticed the name emblazoned in sharpie atop this dog carrier we were given by Mole's brother: connie mcdonald. over the door in fading letters is "peanut". WeeBeastie will likely have to endure this confused addressing from Svetlana from here on out. i'm sure there will be no issue as dog is okay with her.

dog is not okay with WeatherBird. MeMaw informed me that my brother Bulldog's latest canine addition to their fam is quite a handful and loves no one more than my father, who is most certainly the least fan of dogs of any member of our family. she recounted a funny tale of a recent dinner at Bulldog's and this wild dog would not get out of WB's face. my father was trying to block the dog's advances with jabbing his foot in her face to block her path, shooing of the hands and all failing, pushing the dog off his chest. "now, get offa me, ya sonafabitch!" his animal is said to be really off the hook and i delighted in hearing about my pops going into canine combat mode. maybe something like that will go down the next time i'm home for a sunday dinner.

ended a three week dry spell from puffing and it feels pretty odd to be back on again. certainly enjoyed these last three days of relaxation, but can tell there's a big difference in what i can accomplish when i'm in lounging time or scheduled time. it's felt great to check out today, no doubt, but i know i have to get back on pace tomorrow, which isn't a bad thing at all. especially during this demo process, i needs to be on my game and keep the sluggishness to a minimum. recording to begin in three weeks, which should put me with finished product in hand by june's arrival. makes the head spin to think of the financial spoils just one ad could make. not even for spoiling sake, just one good placement could eliminate some debt that's been monkeying my back for many a year, providing an easier way to live on what i'm making during the day. let me not lose the keys to the kingdom in the cushions of the couch.