October 16, 2009

The phone rang pretty early this morning. Mamaw hopped out of bed to answer the phone. It was one of the doctors wondering if Poppy could work for her today. She believes that her sitter’s child has the H1N1 flu. She snuck back to bed and tried to settle down, but by then I was awake and needed to go out. After I was done, she took me back to bed with her but I couldn’t settle down so she said, “I can see THIS isn’t going to work.” She got up and dressed. It’s going to be a long day.


I’ve hunted for Poppy—he’s gone! Mamaw ran the sweeper and cleaned the toilets so I know we are having company again. I think it is son Michael who has to take a final down here tomorrow.

Mamaw went to the store and then came home and took me for a walk. She went further than I like to go and I got angry! I was growling and chewing on her pant leg but she wouldn’t pick me up. She stopped and shook me a couple of times and that just made me all the madder about this damned walk! After we got around the curve of the complex, I could see where we were so it was just better to give in and get it over with. When we got back, I had to have a nap. I think she is trying to wear me out so I won’t be impossible when Poppy and Mike walk in the door.