It’s Almost 1:00 PM

I have a root canal tomorrow morning at 8:15. Because there is no better way to start a day — or a new year — than that.

Cardiff the dog is getting a little weird. Yesterday after I got home from work I took him out for a pee. We were back in the house and he was being weird. He kept standing in front of me and staring, like he was trying to telepathically get his wee doggie thoughts into my head.

“Do you want to play? Go get your rope!” I said.

He continued to stare.

“Do you have to pee again?”

One foot went up. His ears raised.

“Do you need to poop?”

Cardiff bounced over to the gate that keeps him out of the kitchen and bounced back over to me. He wagged. He bounced back to the gate and back.

I took him outside.

He pooped.

While I’m glad that after two years he’s getting better about letting people know when he needs to go out, I’m not sure that I want to play 20-questions with him every time. I’m also a little bit afraid of his apparent understanding of English.

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