Hear me Roar!

So I have to give a presentation at work tomorrow on the policies I think my department should follow. This entails me having to tell a department full of people who are around 15-20 years older than me what they should do.

A little scary.

Everyone in my department is nice though, so hopefully i won’t shit a brick.

My only problem is that my boss FINALLY got back to me about what exactly she wants in the presentation, but I haven’t had time to make the adjustments! I only got a hold of her yesterday late afternoon, and today we had to host a famous Canadian guest speaker at a conference for women, so again I had no time. I also had to take Winston to the vet to make sure he’s got no more Demodex, so I couldn’t stay at my office any longer than my normal working hours. The worst part is that I pulled a dumb move and deleted the presentation I emailed to myself. I still have a copy at work, but that doesn’t really help me when I’m at home!

I’m going to pretty much have to haul ass to work tomorrow morning and hope that the meeting isn’t until 10am so that I have a few hours to tweak my thoughts for my presentation….eeeeeek!

In other news, Winston is now free of Demodex! Hoorayness! If you don’t know what it is and you are squeamish, I don’t reccomend reading up on it. Anyhow, now that he’s Demodex free he can kiss his glorious testicles goodbye! I’m hoping that after next Wednesday (now known as the “no more *humpday*), that he’ll be really good at listening. Ever since those balls dropped he’s been runnin’ around the apartment going apeshit and nipping at EVERYONE. He’s a mostly wussy biter though, so it’s not that bad. I mean, if this is him when he’s being bad, I want like a hundred pugs! It would just be nice to get him to relax and stop barking nonstop every time someone enters or leaves the house…

Maybe he’ll just start being good out of nowhere for some mysterious magical reason, like one of Natalie Dee’s dogs:

Yeah…something like being haunted by his testicles.

By the way, did you know that you can actually buy testicle implants in various sizes to make your dog feel more masculine?! Nuts! LITERALLY.

Maybe I’ll get him some loonie-sized ones so he feels like a macho man at the dog park…

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2 Responses to “Hear me Roar!”


  1. 1 Ultra Toast Mosha God November 22, 2006 at 10:40 am

    The idea of testicle implants is quite disconcerting.

  2. 2 My Pugs Blogger November 22, 2006 at 4:21 pm

    YIPEE!! Winston is cured!

    Meimei was a total brat at that age too and the spay surgery did help a little. It’s the puppy teen years (gulp!)

    Good luck on the presentation – I know you are going to ROCK!


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