it's nothing special....it's just kriss

So...this morning started out well. This is what I found: Don't worry - it's on my elbow. Not somewhere scandalous like my ankle. But I don't know how it got there. It's a deep one - you would think I would have noticed something...pain maybe? Nope. Not a thing. No clue how I got it. See that big crack across the building? Yeah, not so much a crack in the building - but the crack in my windshield that I witnessed being created on my way to work this morning. And finally, this is what my bathroom looked like when I got in the shower: This is what it looked like when I got out: Please tell me the rest of the day isn't going to be like this!!

My brother's cat, Kronos and Piper have a close and loving relationship. See - Sorry it's a little dark. And please ignore my brother yelling at the cat to not beat down the dog with claws. Apparently the beat down is fine - just not the claws.

Piper is a pill. Here is the prequel to this story: She LOVES food. She is most definitely my dog. :) We have never fed her from the table because we didn't want her to learn that meal time for us was meal time for her. Little did we know that it is not a learned behavior - I swear she was born with it! Since the day we brought her home, anytime anyone eats anything, she is right there, looking up at you with pitiful little eyes - just begging you to share your tasty morsels with her. Then she roams around the floor looking for crumbs. And if it hits the floor - it's hers. Doesn't matter what it is or if you meant to drop it - you have surrendered it. So, the other night I came home and grabbed a snack size box of Cheerios out of the cupboard - thinking it would be a good evening snack. Well, I started reading and stopped paying attention to my Cheerios. I bumped the box and it toppled on to the floor. I quickly started cleaning up the pile - but she was faster. She started...