My neighbor’s stupid dog has been non-stop barking for three hours, and has been barking the majority of the day. I’ve wished death upon it at regular intervals to no avail. And I like my neighbors but it doesn’t reflect well on them that they can put up with the barking. Japanese people love their noise though. Someday I will live in a house that is far outside of barking distance from any dogs. It’s comedic how I’m hounded (ha!) by the noisy pests. My other neighbor’s annoying-ass dog died, and the bastard bought two more of the same breed. (Mini-dauchsands, lower on the scale of useless and annoying creatures than mosquitoes, in my book). Most dogs in Japan are 100% socially retarded because they spend their days pent up in the entryways of the house and only see the light of day when their owner dresses them in F-ing doggy clothes to do a lap around the block, where socially inept dog will spaz at any other dog or human it encounters. And much as the they do when their children have a fit in public, mom or dad merely notes how ‘kawaii’ the scene is instead of discouraging the behavior. Makes me crazy!
Some good news? Ray took his first dump in six days today, and it was about how you’d imagine such a pent-up dump would be. Everywhere. We’ve been introducing some non-breast originated food the past few weeks, and I guess Ray’s intestines are still adapting. Chieko said she hopes this changes, and I assured her that Ray is probably not going to shit once a week for the rest of his life. She took solace. And even if he does, we’ll be off the clock in terms of cleaning up pretty soon.
I’m making my presentation at a local teaching conference in the morning, so I spent a few hours in the office today getting ready. It’s a short gig, only 20 minutes, which is nice since it’s my first time doing something like this. I did some rough run-throughs in my office and I don’t think I’ll have too much trouble fill up the time. I don’t feel too nervous, but we’ll see when I get up in front of people. I still need iron out some details, but I should survive.
And here’s Ray, saying smugly ‘It’s fine if you say I can never have a dog, because I’m about to crap all over the place.’