Welcome "home".

No dog poop or wet floor or even torn up furniture to greet me.

Just a mad dash, a whole lot of tail wagging and a gazillion slobbery kisses.

Mmmm. She's here chewing on her bone beside me now. This is how I always imagined my single life would be: just me, my dog and a computer. *happy sigh*

Poor Jasmine, I wonder if I'm giving her too little attention. She's been chewing on that bone all day. I think I'll sleep downstairs on the couch tonight to keep her company instead of locking her back up (it's a pretty large room, but I still feel bad) and going upstairs to Rachel's bed.

I felt sorry for not spending time to catch up with Mom and talk to her about her night out. That's what tomorrow is there for, I guess.

Upon seeing all the bags I had packed into the car as she was sending me off earlier, Mom asked "Are you running away?"

Hehe. No mom. I'm like a turtle, I carry my house with me wherever I go.

Time for bed. A million and one things await me tomorrow. But tonight, I get to fulfill my dream of falling asleep to the companionship of a canine friend.