I didn’t get any further on Frankenstein’s Manuscript last night. Instead I called up my Mommy and talked with her for an hour, ’cause I’d been ALL ALONE ALL DAY and I was quite moopish, and besides, my head was floating with all the stuff I was trying to hold in it.
Awww, Chanti is being the CUTEST PUPPY EVAH. All sleepy wif her head on her paws and awww.
9 chapters plus however much I add. Wonder if I can get this rewrite done by Sunday evening.
So does it count as being alone when you have a (former?) puppy and one zillion cats around? Or was that one zilli one?
*laugh* One zilli one. :)
It counts, ’cause they’re not much for conversation! “Meow! Meow! Meow!” doesn’t really count!