it's kind of nice to have a dog around. but between elton and carmen, i really need to watch where i step-- they're both about mid-calf height and skitter about during dark hours. i think i've already stepped on elton twice.
this reminds me of that story with the man and the loud family.
he goes to the therapist complaining that his house is always so loud and begging for a solution. the therapist recommends moving in a dog.
the next week, the man comes back complaining even more. the dog only made things louder. so the therapist recommends adopting a goat.
the man brings in a goat and things get even worse. now there is more than the chatter of his family and barking of his dog-- there's bleeting, too.
anyway, i think the story continues like this until the man has a small indoor petting zoo and has nearly lost his mind.
the final day, the man goes to his therapist and seems ready to die. he tells the therapist that none of the suggestions have worked-- not even the giraffe and not even the small zebra. the therapist looks at the man and calmly says, "now remove all of the animals."
and the next week the man comes back to tell his therapist how quiet the house has become.
and blah, blah, blah.
our house isn't loud, but it's just a bit overcrowded. we started with three of us and a cat, and then added a fourth (without much of my knowing), and now elton the dog.
this calls for a trip outdoors.
i think i've got everything. i'll call you later.
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