Monk

How busy are the mail jeeps and vans on this Christmas eve!
That such sentiment thrives helps the world taste sweet.

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The Cowboys have the three o'clock game today, which makes for a less pleasant afternoon for me, being cramped up in my room, detracting from my reading session. But still a nice, chilly, quiet day.

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I don't know if it's just a bad weekend for Bo, but he has needed more help getting up. And this is after I was pleased to think that the daily aspirin was actually helping a little.

But things are still going pretty good. Bo hasn't crapped in my room for some time, and I haven't had to wash Moggy's blanket, which had been looking like an almost daily need a little while back.

I still stop him from sleeping at night in the bed. I don't want to take any chances of turning in my sleep and getting smeared in shit, or even to find myself suddenly facing a fresh turd. But this has been just a minor comedown.

Sometimes, when I help him up, I pick him up completely and hug and snuggle with him, trying to treasure this life as much as possible.

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I broke out the new dog food for Bo. He is eating it, and I guess that is what counts. I'm just disappointed to find that the kibble seems to be even harder to break down than the regular Eukanuba, which had recently gone down to a smaller kibble. This "Seniors" food is a bigger kibble, and it is about as hard to break down as cutting an aspirin in half. Wouldn't you make a "Seniors" dog food with an old dog's weaker teeth in mind?

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The flirty duet "Baby, It's Cold Outside" keeps playing in my head.

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I come out of my nap and a session with "Fight Club" and catch on CNN how the story of the CIA destroying a couple of its interrogation tapes is catching fire, and then catch Romney saying that his big speech was not about politics. It's just a pure, Platonist speech on the importance of faith and having religion play an important part in the public square. What shit.

Why did I get up?

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I ruined my T-shirt making my special chili.
I would pick today to keep a shirt on, bleh.

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A neighbor mows at six on a Saturday morning.
Surely that's justifiable homicide.
At least in Texas.

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The front really needs a mowing
if we can get a couple of dry days
in a row.

There is never a good drought when you need one.

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