:: THE DOG DAYS OF WINTER ::
August 26, 2003
10:00 p.m.
I started the final phases of packing for the move today. Poor Dusty was alternately fascinated and confused by the chaos. At first, she followed me around. Then, she retreated to her basket, surrounding herself with a barricade of toys. Finally, she slunk into her crate, only sticking her nose out when she heard a loud noise - like the riiiiiiipppppp of packing tape. I can tell she's not impressed at all with all these boxes.
© 2002 Dusty and her Mom