February 01, 2003
11:00 p.m.
Today, of all days, I was ready for a 'lapdog.' The tragedy involving the space shuttle Columbia left me speechless and I spent much of the day in front of the T.V.
Dusty, on the other hand, chose this day to rediscover her basic nature. The canine thought balloon over her head read: "Wait a minute...I'm a puppy! I'm supposed to get into things!"
And she did. I had one eye on the breaking news and the other on my dog as she raced around my apartment, getting into anything that wasn't nailed down.
Late in the evening, she was still going, but she seemed to be in a bad mood. I couldn't figure it out until finally, she crawled into her crate and fell fast asleep. That's when it occurred to me - she was like a cranky, overtired little kid.
Yeah, it was an interesting day.