Oh, wait - puppy. Yeah. About that....:grin:
J. moved back into his shop yesterday. We picked up his tools (heavy. VERY heavy) while G'ma watched the kidlets (thanks Mom!). On the way to Tyler, we stopped for lunch....and there were free puppies. "Oh!" says J. "I need a dog for the shop! Go see what they have!"
Stupid me. I do. They're cute. Chow/German Shepherd mix. About 7 weeks old. Cute. Sweet. Loverly puppy breath. One of them kissed me....so home he came.
:sigh: We are overrun with teh cute. Only...puppies leak. And whine. And whine and whine and whine and whine. And whimper. And bark. And yap. And and and....
We dropped him off at the house, where the kids promptly pounced on him. We went on to Tyler to offload the tools.
Got that done, ran to partner's new store (Pak/Indian). Partner found out I knew what Henna was, and promptly gave me a box. :whee!: I'm going to run some experiments with it - but not today. I can't think thanks to the bloody whiny puppy. :arghhh: The store also has shikakai, so J. will get me some next week (you use it to wash your hair).
Himself is still coughing horribly. He's currently enscounced on the couch, cuddling piddles. Or whatever his name is. He's going to the shop tomorrow, thanks be! I'll be able to get some sleep!
Zoey is currently inside, "watching" the puppy. Maybe there's hope....