This is a pix of Tiger and Dolce, who are now friends. We've nicknamed them Grandpa and Junior. Junior runs amok like a kid, playing with toys, wanting Grandpa to play with him. Grandpa just looks at Junior as if to say, "WTH? Leave me alone, I'm napping!"
Odd week. Left for the DR and had to turn around and almost immediately come home due to family medical emergency. The bad news we feared is not what we thought and hopefully, all will be okay.
So I've spent this week in the office and running back and forth to the hospital, and guess what arrived in the mail?
North and South.
I opened the package, screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I am at only 24,000 words. Still 6,000 words to go before I can open the DVD and watch.
Maybe tomorrow I will get some writing done. Maybe.
In the meantime, the package is there on the counter, tempting me like an expensive call girl tempting, oh say, a certain NY senator? Hee hee... it's been a long time since I've indulged in a good miniseries.
Only 30,000 words. That's all. Six thousand left to write. My fingers are not fast enough. Not at all.