I can’t believe we’re already in the second week of September.
I’ve had a volatile personal situation going on for the last couple weeks.
It has REALLY stressed me out.
Sometimes, being nice is a great way to resolve things.
Sometimes it’s not.
I might have moved into high-octane mode yesterday.
I feel so much better now, as a result.
(I can only take negative energy for so long before I combust!)
Saying, “I’m mad as Hell and I’m not going to take this anymore,” is often what it takes to get a situation resolved.
A few of you have inquired after Fred.
Fred didn’t go with me to L.A. last weekend because of the extreme heat.
(Fred has gone with me to L.A. on some previous trips.)
Instead, he stayed home and enjoyed the air conditioning, early morning beach walks, etc.
I was gone two days and only one night.
Fred was spoiled rotten in my absence.
When I returned, Fred covered me with slobber and kisses.
Fred is shedding like CRAZY right now due to the heat.
I’ve been brushing, and brushing, and brushing him.
I recently found a couple areas where his fur had matted.
I felt terrible – how could I have missed those spots?
(To be honest, it’s easy to miss an area because FRED IS ONE GIGANTIC, SUPER-SIZED, DOUBLE COAT OF SUPER LONG FUR EVERYWHERE!)
I apologized to Fred for my error and promised to be more careful in the future.
He slurped my neck with his long tongue to let me know I’m forgiven.