Aaaaagghhh...

It's been too long again. Lots of things happening too. 

SO... I DID find a job. Yippee skippee! It's at Old Navy. So far so good, coworkers are nice to the newbie, managers are a mixed group, some are impatient and bossy, others are nice and helpful. I wonder how it is people end up on that track... Our name badges also have "number of years with company" printed on them, some people's (not even managers) have as many as 5 or 7 years.  I guess they find it fulfilling. So far I find it okay, but really not what I want for my life's accomplishment.  I don't want to be 10 or 20 years down the road, and still trying to sell cheap Chinese-made clothing to the masses. (Though I have to tell you, the company is VERY emphatic they do NOT use sweatshops to make their clothes, thankyouverymuch.) If I want to stay on past the Christmas season, I will have to reapply for a permanent position- hopefully I can get one.

On the dog front... Bruno is doing VERY well with not chasing teh kitties. Haven't had to zap him for anything in over a month.  He will still stare daggers at them, but doesn't chase them, even if they run and make a big fuss about it.  John (my stepdad) jokes a lot about getting a third dog, and I think "be careful what you wish for... it might come true." I wonder how we would cope with a third.  I would LOVE to raise a puppy "from scratch" but no way is it a good time now. Lack of money is the prime problem. I also wonder if I am actually suited to own more than one personal dog, I like having all my attention focused on Bruno. Maybe we'll see in a few years when he starts to get old and grumpy.

In other news... Thanksgiving went amazingly well here at la casa de los gatos.  Time was appropriately managed, there were no food disasters, stony silences, or other common holiday pitfalls.  the house looked nice, good thing no one went upstairs and saw the tornado zone that is the bedrooms and office. Dogs behaved themselves (mostly) didn't steal the turkey or barf up anything on the nice rugs. No allergic guests, thank goodness. Dogs each got a plate of turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, and cranberry sauce in lieu of kibble for dinner. No greasy squirts in the night, yay! They both seem to have very robust digestive systems, thank goodness. "Dear God, I am thankful my dogs didn't have diarrhea from all the junk food they got today. Amen," I wanted to say. Is that sacrilege? 

Gratitude. It's what's for dinner.