Note to self: don't change for anyone...

On the one hand, it's quite cute that Ace doesn't want to let me or Evie out of her sight, and spazzes when she thinks we've abandoned her. One of us moves more than three feet from her, and she looks all concerned. Any further than that, and she tends to run after us.

On the other, it's less cute when this means she cries all. Night. Long. Loudly. She makes sounds like she's being tortured. And then she quiets down to "dying squeaky toy" mode before starting up again.

I'm really praying she cuts this out before the neighbors get annoyed. She's probably not loud enough to keep them up, just me and Evie, but you never know...

Note to self: It's a good idea to actually put coffee in the machine before attempting to make coffee. Just for future reference.

It's too early for this.

"Give a man a plastic hand..."

Guys.

My puppy is watching Doctor Who.

She keeps just turning and staring at the TV, especially whenever Rose is talking. TARDIS sounds and the title music also fascinate her, unsurprisingly.

The adorable of this almost makes up for the fact that today she is bound and determined to eat my toes, my pants, and the carpet, in no particular order.