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On the fourteenth day of Dog-mas
Dec. 23rd, 2012 02:59 pmLoki got very "snorty" yesterday; that is, he wanted a lot of attention. He runs into the room and snorts at me when he wants attention. Often it's sufficient to put him on the couch and throw a blanket over him, but sometimes I have to resort to the flashlight. Shine a flashlight on the ceiling, and he'll run around in circles barking furiously and wagging his little tail. He recognizes the word "flashlight" too, and will often start barking as soon as he hears it.
Sometimes he'll chase the little green dot from a laser pointer, too.
Last night it felt cold enough to make me a soprano. Interestingly, if it's 25 degrees out with a wind that can cut through any number of layers of clothing, he'll go out and insist on stopping to sniff at every weed along the route; but if it's 40 degrees and raining, he won't go out at all. Weird, huh?
Last night and this afternoon I had another work emergency as Tchaikovsky's first symphony, which they've played since time immemorial, proved to have massive dropouts about 30 minutes into the recording. The original CD is now in the hands of the Evil Empire, and my old college station doesn't have *any* recording of the Tchaikovsky first symphony in its database, although they have lots of obscure stuff like Avery Claflin's "Lament for April 15". Fortunately I found an uncorrupted copy of the Tchaikovsky on Block Island, but it took an hour and a half just to download it. Ugh.
Tomorrow night we sing. Yay.
Sometimes he'll chase the little green dot from a laser pointer, too.
Last night it felt cold enough to make me a soprano. Interestingly, if it's 25 degrees out with a wind that can cut through any number of layers of clothing, he'll go out and insist on stopping to sniff at every weed along the route; but if it's 40 degrees and raining, he won't go out at all. Weird, huh?
Last night and this afternoon I had another work emergency as Tchaikovsky's first symphony, which they've played since time immemorial, proved to have massive dropouts about 30 minutes into the recording. The original CD is now in the hands of the Evil Empire, and my old college station doesn't have *any* recording of the Tchaikovsky first symphony in its database, although they have lots of obscure stuff like Avery Claflin's "Lament for April 15". Fortunately I found an uncorrupted copy of the Tchaikovsky on Block Island, but it took an hour and a half just to download it. Ugh.
Tomorrow night we sing. Yay.
