Already dumped

I already emptied most of what was in my brain about my automotive repair/Seaworld adventures from the last few days.  The rest of Monday was pretty lame.  I went outside briefly and knocked out a BB forum challenge video. 

I was not feeling very chipper last night.  I just sort of chilled out with the dogs.

Speaking of the dogs, I gave them the stuffed Shamu I bought at Seaworld, the only souvenir I spent money on while there.  Of course Sadie immediately claimed the new toy as hers, as she always does.  She carried Shamu around with her most of the time, even setting it out on the chaise lounge she relaxes on.

Nicki was seeming extra gimpy yesterday, when I was in the bedroom folding laundry, I lifted her up and put her on the bed since she can no longer jump up there herself.  She always used to love jumping up in bed with Sadie when I got home from work.

She looked content to be back in the bed so I let her there while I went about doing stuff elsewhere in the house.  As I was sitting at my desk I heard a noise from the bedroom.  It was Nicki crying.  She was at the edge of the bed but was scared to jump down.  I felt a tinge of sadness in my throat as I picked her up and sat her on the floor.  She almost looked guilty for needing my help.  I told her whenever she needs help to just let me know….