Yes, it’s puppy day. Well technically Saturday was puppy day. Anyway, everyone, meet Parker.

Everyone, Peter Parker Whitaker.
He will likely consume my every waking moment for a week or two. Just five months old, and he’s a Chi-weenie, and has been rescued from a hording situation and lived at two different rescue places. He’s touch-starved and has some pretty bad separation anxiety, since he’s the last of a litter of 11. But with us, well, five people, 1 dog, and 2 housecats, Parker will never, ever be entirely alone again.
Anyway, he makes it very hard to write at the moment. We also had a graduation this weekend, a birthday tomorrow, and for the same kid nonetheless. So I have quite a bit on my plate this week, and might need not get to any writing.
