July 2, 2013

Another day at work. Luckily not a double. I finished watching the fifth series of Doctor Who, including the Christmas episode. I really appreciate the humor brought by Matt Smith. While watching that I continued work on my cross stitch and nearly finished my first letter. I have one little frilly bit left and then I can move on to the next letter. It has taken me hours and hours to make it this far so it is becoming more likely that this will turn into a Christmas present rather than a birthday present. It would be nice if my sister had a shorter name.

Tonight I burned a lot of DVDs, including the sixth series of Doctor Who, just in case. I think I am going to start watching Fawlty Towers tomorrow but I might be in a Doctor Who mood. I also put up with a freaked-out dog. I don't remember Alfie ever being this bad with fireworks in the past but she's gone off the deep end this year. And unfortunately her thunder vest doesn't do a thing. She spent a lot of the night in my room but every time I moved she would stand up and start fidgeting around. At one point, when she wasn't in my room, I went out to check my laundry and found Alfie in the laundry room, up on a stack of towels and things, crammed between the washer and a wall. It was sad and pathetic and funny all at the same time. I had the living room TV turned up kind of loud to drown out the fireworks, and that worked for Tanner and Beau for the most part, but Alfie just seems to be in a constant state of fear, regardless of whether or not there are actually fireworks going off. Thursday can't get here soon enough. And then however many days it takes her to get over the whole thing.