Moose Summarizes My Day

After staying late on psych listening to some lady blabber at me about my health goals, I made the mistake of loading Moose into the car and taking him shopping. We drove up to Borders to pick up a little something for vacation and headed over to Petsmart. He walked inside and while I was looking for a way to transport the rabbit home this weekend, he peed on the floor. I cleaned up a lot of urine and we went home. I didn't even bother with Walmart...

Lazy Sundays

Sundays in this house are wonderful and somewhat downhearted. Moose and I enjoy our day of rest, happily laying in the sun or going on one of our famed neighborhood walks. But, like every day before it, Sundays too come to a close, signaling the end of the weekend, and typically the day Buddy goes home. Today is no different. I rounded on my eight tiny babies, went grocery shopping, climbed into my pjs, and settled into my sunny window seat on the couch. So did Moose.

I love waking up early on Sunday mornings and making some kind of yummy breakfast...my new favorite being blueberry almond baked oatmeal! I get to drink my yummy organic coffee from Mexico, then Moose curls up on the floor in the sun while I wash dishes and do laundry. Sometimes he lays under my feet while I read at the kitchen table, another favorite sunny spot.

A few years ago Buddy and I used to sit on the back porch in our bathrobes and fuzzy slippers in the spring and fall, one of us reading the newspaper, one of us studying. Still enjoying good coffee and home cooked breakfast.

Today Moose guarded the front lawn in the comfort of our living room while I watched TV, knitted (of course), and snacked.

Then there are the days I'm post call and stuck rounding, but that's next Sunday.

My furry helper

The M&M Adventure Series

I decided to restart my blog. Or Blahg as my mom pronounces it. Hopefully this lasts. Moose and I spend a tremendous amount of time together...an unhealthy amount of time together. I started residency and it's nice to have a warm snuggly buddy to come home to after all my patients make me nutty. This buddy happens to fart and burp on quite the regular basis so it would be nice if he kept a little more distance, but its always with love. Plus when he farts he looks at his butt, following the sound, which cracks me up every time. I suppose these ramblings are really merely stories told, through the course of an exciting year, from the point of a girl and her favorite furry companion.

Moose and I spent today cleaning. I washed dishes, he laid on the floor burping and whining in the sun. I cleaned the rabbit, he ate rabbit poop in the backyard, then rolled in it. I made dinner and he was trying to steal pasta and cheese out of the dish. I sat at the kitchen table to read an article for work and he curled underneath my feet, fast asleep. I ate and he ate, but after dragged his nose all around his bowl, cleaning his area. Now we're going to knit and he'll probably curl up right on the yarn.