It's Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiday!!!

I'm a reasonably happy rat today. That's unusual.

In good news: I went out to Lancaster last weekend and picked up my dog's wheelchair. She's acclimating to it nicely, and in fact, has asked to be put into it twice this week.

That could be, of course, because I've been giving her steak while she's in it.

It didn't take her long at all to figure out that contraption + dog = walkies. I'm really pleased that she's taken to it so well. Since she was diagnosed with canine multiple sclerosis in the fall, we've gradually had to almost eliminate nightly walks, and it's been hard on both of us.

I've taken pictures, which I will eventually post. Sam looks kind of cute in her cart.

Did some writing last night before I left work. I hesitate to announce the end of writer's block, but I feel positive.

It's weird how much better I feel when I'm writing. I decided the other day that I *will* write, as much as possible . . . even if it's the kind of unabashed Mary Sue fic where I even go so far as to write in the first person and use my real name.

The arrival of spring also seems to be helping. The nice thing about a harsh winter is that I get really excited to see crocuses and daffodils. Which is how it should be.

Plus, I have on a new sweater in a cheery salmon color.

And we're winning the war. This is cool.

Not that war, itself, is cool. I'm happy that we're *winning*. ( Hawkish thoughts and deeds here. )

So anyway. I'm feeling pretty damn good.