Blogging about blogging

Or rather, about not blogging because I haven’t been doing much of that. I haven’t been reading blogs either and it sucks. Look at my blog reel – these people are interesting and they’re writers and they travel to places I just don’t have time to go and write books I would never think to write.  The reason for all of this neglect is because there is a war going on at the city cottage – the router vs. the modem – but the only losers are those of us who live in the city cottage and want to access the internet. Why can’t a router and a modem just get along. 

In other news, I have a puppy now. 

I know he looks scary but he’s not so bad. He’s a little forgetful. A lot lazy. He’s the kind of guy who thinks that the reason he walked all the way to the park was to lie down for a nap (so my kind of guy). He’s finally learning about sleeping at night (party animal), and unfortunately is learning that the longer you know someone the more acceptable it is to bite them. But he can fetch a mini tennis ball (genius or instinct, I’m going to go with genius every time), and he understands that pooing inside is just gross, so you can’t really ask for much more.