But, I'm a Chihuahua!

As promised, here's a small breakdown on some (okay, ONE) of the interesting things going on in my life. (They ARE interesting, they ARE!)

First: we have a puppy. A smallish one that will eventually turn into a real mediumish dog, instead of one of those yappy-fur-covered irritants that have delusions of dog-ness. We got the dog because, as responsibe adults who are now also homeowners, we felt that the most logical next step was to buy a smallish creature that would shed, chew, and piss all over the new joint. It was just the right thing to do.

However, when we got the puppy, we were unaware that one of our cats was the Mary Kay Letourneau of the animal world. This little factoid was discovered by my husband, and was reported to me in a shocked little whisper, after he finished rinsing his corneas with Lysol. Those of you familiar with the mating habits of cats and the playing habits of puppies can probably piece together the scenario; it was like Wild Kingdom meets the Kama Sutra. Now, although this was just pure blog gold, having a pediophiliac, incestuous, inter-species lesbian love affair running wild all over the house can only be entertaining for a certain amount of time. Besides, we already have cable, so it was a quick trip to the vet to get Mary Kay spayed.

And, that's enough about that.