I nearly bought a tape recorder the other day, because I wanted to see how long Jed whined for when we leave in the morning. I had completely forgotten DF bought a video recorder for his trip to America last year. Today I got home from work and it was on the floor infront of the back glass door, pointed out onto the back deck I switched it off, and I'll wait until DF gets home so we can watch it. I feel sneaky for some reason, spying on our beloved pooch. He deserves some privacy, right?
July 30th, 2009 at 04:59 am