A Perfect Waltz

My dog and I have been having a really weird relationship lately. Ok, maybe we've always had a weird relationship, but I've just been talking more about her than usual. Today I came home from school and turned on some music. This beautiful song came on with a perfect waltz time. I began dancing (yes, with myself. which I do quite often. ashamed? not even.) I was so caught up in my imagination that I didn't notice my surroundings. I imagined being in a fancy hall, wearing a beautiful dress with my hair done up all pretty. If you've seen the Pride and Prejudice with Keira Knightley, I was actually thinking along the lines of that look. And of course I was dancing with a dashingly handsome young man. My dream world popped once the song ended. I realized where I really was and turned to see my dog. She was sitting upright in the chair, leaning as far into it as possible, as if she were trying to keep away from me, and her eyes did that thing where one is half closed and the other one is wide open. You know, that look of, "are you nuts?" It just made me laugh. Good thing dogs can keep secrets. I'm sure I didn't look near as elegant as I felt.

{In  my imagination I was smiling}

P.S. Happy birthday to Dad whose birthday was on the first! He is the best man I know, and very forgiving. It is my own requirement for me to marry someone just like him. Love you Daddy!

So last night

I played cat and dog.

I was the cat, my dog was... the dog.

For twenty minutes straight I meowed and she went berserk. She even went outside to "discover" the location of this mysterious cat. Even when I meowed in her face, she just didn't accept the fact that I was the cat. And there may be a reason why... a few nights ago a stray cat wandered to our house. All my sisters adored it and wanted to keep it, "just for the night" (which we all know would lead to, "can we keep it?"). Sammi (and me, for that matter), however, did not like this new guest. She went nuts. So I'm assuming last night she thought the cat was back and she was bound and determined to find it and give it a piece of her mind. Eventually she gave in to the fact that it was her annoying #3 master that was pathetically hiding in various places around the room and peeking her head behind the curtain to make lousy cat noises. But at least it provided 20 minutes of entertainment. Just the perfect amount of time for my cough medicine dosage to run out and take some more. Ah, gotta love pet doggies. Oh, and today I meowed again just to see what she'd do. Ya, she's back into thinking there's a cat around. Ha. Dogs never learn sometimes. 

{That's my meow face}

And in other news, yesterday was my momma's birthday! Yay! We're going out for ice cream tomorrow to celebrate. I love her more than pie. She is simply the best. ever. Love you Mom!!