Hi G-Fans!
Well, if you tell me you will see me at lunch, I will expect you at lunch. Not at dinner and not send a lunch-time surrogate. I say no thank you!
But, I guess I would rather have a surrogate than crossing my legs. But, I should still be consulted. Now, I am insulted!
The last two days have been rather awkward as I have had some potty issues that I have brought indoors, but not on purpose... so maybe I am a little testy because of that....? Anyway, I would say the concierge has been on the cranky side too. She is such a lightweight. Just because we have been on an every couple of hours schedule with her she seems to think that gives her a license to operate while "grumpy". I say she should get over herself, honestly. It is just a couple of night's sleep. What is the big deal? Last night I woke her up at 1:00 with a high heaven stench.... I tried to tell her.... she just wouldn't listen. Maybe she will now. The night before Raphael called for her every couple of hours....
We have needs you know.
The concierge hoped we weren't doing something like skunk patrol or other critter interests and border patrol....
Anyway, I digress.....
May you find the balance between needs, rest and pleasant pursuits...
TTFN!
-G
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| Jackson lounging with his concierge looking on.... |
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