My sister bought a dog. A shitzu. Like Sophie. She named him Rocky, so now there's an Adrienne and a Rocky in her house. This from the girl who HATED when people imitated Rocky Balboa, the Italian Stallion, by saying, "Yo, Adrienne" or yelling the classic, "ADRIENNE!" She probably didn't think of this. I'm waiting for a virtual punch that is forthcoming for that comment.

Rocky is 10 weeks old and can't even go out of the house yet. Mom is going in two weeks and has promised to take pictures. They will be uploaded faster than you can say, "hot potato." I so want to go to New York just to see the dog. Well and Stephanie's show that my sister is producing, but also to play with the cute puppy. Damn me for moving right now! Damn my lack of funds!

Right. Puppy. My sister has a puppy. Ady, I'm glad you got a puppy and I'm all kinds of jealous. Thank god my new housemate has a small dog for me to lavish all my dog wanting on.

Puppies. So wiggly, so small, so damn cute!