I’ve got 5 days left to write 50,000 words. I’m at just over 31,000. It’s been hard to write today because crazy, nuts Frigga has been bent on destroying the Universe today, starting with my sanity.
I’m so glad she calmed down a few hours ago and has dedicated herself to licking her own crotch. Because the constant slurp, slurp, slurp isn’t blowing my sanity up at all!
Shut Up! That was sarcasm!
But seriously, I’ve tried to convince Frigga that whatever she’d been licking is either gone for good or is there to stay. Either way, give it up already!!
Editors Note: Since writing this 5 minutes ago, Frigga has danced in her bowl, tried to eat Wicket and now she has finally settled down and is starting to doze off in my chair.
Wicket on the other hand is trying to dig. He’s been trying to dig in my shoe, a box with a sweater in it that he loves to sleep in, the floor, his bowl, the sofa and my chair. Seriously, I think that little fellow is trying to dig a hole through to the other side of the world, in multiple locations though!