Piccolo's only duty is to be our companion. She takes her job seriously, and does not like us to be out of her sight. I've had her in hotel rooms, and she will sleep with one eye open, to keep me in her sights. We went to Wisconsin this past weekend, and I kept Piccolo in the car while we had dinner. The other choice was to leave her at my mother's house. I chose the car, because this past summer, when the Man and I went to the store for beer and left Piccolo behind, she stood at the door and cried until our return. When we returned to the car from dinner, I found Piccolo in the back (of my mini SUV), halfway wiggled out of her sweater, and generally upset. Returning home the next day, after a stop for lunch, we found her standing on the dashboard, watching anxiously for us. It breaks my heart that she gets so upset when we're gone. I found a way to get good coffee in Wisconsin--I have to make it! Papa Nicholas Hawaiian Blend from the grocery store--I drank about six cups on Sunday morning.
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Yeeow! Six cups?!!! I have had to forego coffee because it was making my heart race and decaf has not been my friend, either. Today I was like some tripped out fiend, I was craving a tall, steaming cup of syrupy Sumatra so badly! I resisted, knowing how not happy my body would have been had I given in, but I wanted it BAD!!! Have fun at KIP tonight--I have to pack for my long weekend trip to Alabama, so I have to miss it again.
RE: PR, I guess Jeffrey did have to win, but I was bummed anyway. I liked Uli's collection a lot, but my favorite, Michael, really went down a wrong path. (He ssems to do well with a lot of direction, but left to his own devices, hmmm...
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