Cleo is tired of playing, and finally Marilynn is sitting on the sofa, so I don't have to follow her all around the house and I can take a nap. I'm used to all the weird smells and the rules here (no jumping on the bed if Dan is in it.) We stopped by the office (I think it was to get one of those dog biscuits from Marilynn's desk) and I didn't even need to go check for Julie and Ant. I think they've been gone two days now ... or maybe it's been two months. Whatever.