Talus has gotten to be an expert at unpacking a Kong the way I normally stuff them, so for lunch today I "sealed" one with string cheese instead of cream cheese. He's still working on that one. Hee.

A pox on the heads at 24 Hour Fitness. I'm leaving for obedience class early so that I can stop by there and make agitated noises, my forays on the phone today having failed. *snarl*

Update: I tried again, and this time got hold of the general manager, who was all helpfulness, and after a few sessions of putting me on hold, now claims to have kicked holes in whatever paperwork problem existed. He and the training manager (the one whose attitude I suspect :-) will consult on trainers who can work the hours I want, and it should be wrapped up tomorrow.

I'm leaving the pointy sticks in the bed of the truck in case I need them. :-)