Late, late for a very

Late, late for a very important date!
Woke up with a start this morning when my father poked his head into my room and asked me if I was going to work. OH MY GOSH! It was already 5:30am...I was supposed to be at work! Luckily I could check our systems from home and know that everything was up and running (the most critical part of my job and the whole reason I'm supposed to be here at 5:30). Since I was already late, I stopped by the new house and took out the trash. No sense in rushing when you're already an hour late. Eventually I got to work. And of course there's little work to be done. It's just weird that I slept through my alarm.

Problem Child
Tiger is such a klutz! I was taking him upstairs to give him a bath in my parents' shower when he ran into the hand rail. I didn't completely see what he did, but I think he caught the corner of the railing and pulled a chunk of skin/hair off his back. He cried so loudly. It almost made me cry. Little did I know that having a dog is similar to having a child.