Annette and Stephanie went to lunch, leaving me alone with a very co-dependant pug named Mango. Mango hates it when Stephanie leaves for any period of time, so for the last hour I have been subjected to the pitiful whining of the poor wonky-eyed pooch. (Stephanie's boyfriend accidentally kicked Mango in the eye, but that's another story).

Luckily he is asleep now and I can get some work done. The snoring isn't too loud.

Oh crap, he's back on my lap now.