We're going down!
= new reply since forum marked as read
So bad. But I love you for it.
❤️
I want to know how things are going with Nollie, LMSP. I asked in your thread last week, but that one must have slipped past you.
https://www.democraticunderground.com/116197182
So sorry I missed you! Things move fast and I'm easily distracted so I apologize.
Nollie and I are very good. In maximum teething mode and still doing a bunch of daytime puppy sleeping.
She discovered my feet the other day and spent loads of time barking to warn me while she was obviously trying to protect me from myself or at least my lower appendages.
Thanks so much for asking, True.
❤️
Sometimes I forget about puppy energy. Intense bursts followed by much sleeping because they develop so quickly, relative to human babies, that is.
And the teething is always a challenge until the permanent teeth are in place. Those "milk bone" baby teeth are like little razors! It's always a question of what they chew along the way. With our last pup, we were lucky. He only gnawed on the various toys and dog chews that we bought him. But we've had other puppies who have destroyed shoes and damaged pieces of furniture. Just part of the price we pay sometimes. Hopefully you still have two feet by the end of this phase. 
It occurs to me that we're conversing in the Atheists & Agnostics forum. We don't worship god around here, but we sure as heck are devoted to god spelled backwards!
Take care, LMSP. Thanks for the update!
...I remember a flight with my then girlfriend and future wife in a puddle jumper into Aspen out of the old Stapleton airport in Denver, with a bunch of really deep drops in flight - we'd been partying on the layover so were partially anesthetized - but that one, into Newark in an ice storm, is the only one where, for a flashing moment, I felt I might die.
I think we were the last flight in that night and they closed the airport after we arrived.
At one point in my life, I did fly a lot, on average one or two times a week. I remember one time when I flew to California for a few days, flew home to NJ on a red eye, arriving in the morning, hung out with guests for my son's first birthday party, left the party, flew to Norway for a job interview that involved drinking aquavit and who knows what else with the CEO and the guy who would be my future (alcoholic) boss. I probably shouldn't have taken that job, but I did. It was a big mistake.
When I took the first traveling job, for a French company, I thought it would be fun, and occasionally it was, some nice times in Paris to be sure, but overall, it sucked overall after a certain point.
If I had to do that again, it would kill me for sure, crash or no crash.
I'd be like Kliban's Salvadore Quanucci:
Obviously neither Salvadore Quanucci nor I (nor Kliban) could be troubled by these situations since it requires existence to be troubled.
I may burn in hell or die in sh¡t but this made me laugh and I find that I must apologize for finding humor in your near misfortune.
But only if you advise it. Because I truly laughed out loud and woke up the puppy.
