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Eclair is in heat. Little spots on the kitchen tile gave her away. Poor baby... I always try to be really sensitive to how crummy she probably feels. She gets extra love and attention when she wants, but it's hard for me to keep everything clean. Mop the kitchen, steam the carpets, etc. It's an ongoing effort. I tried to get her pads once... basically, it's a little doggy diaper that you can put a canine maxi-pad in to handle the discharge (what a vivid word that becomes in this context... sorry), but she kept taking them off. I don't know if she was uncomfortable in them physically or just felt really self conscious because she looked ridiculous wearing a diaper. Either way, that doesn't work. I can't leave her outside alone for a long time because she gets really lonely. We'll just wait it out. She's so sweet. Maybe I'll go get her some special doggie treats tonight. Camron went to the movie store. I think tonight may be a quiet night in... especially since I have to be at the airport tomorrow morning at 7:00. At least it's a corp Lear or Gulfstream so I don't have to fight the ticketing and check-in issues. I was really irritated when I got home for some reason. I rarely mad... ever, but for some reason, I felt like it would take nothing but a wrong look or a word spoken just so and I would snap. I really don't know why. Maybe I was tired. Maybe work today (which was busy) made me weary and I needed space. Maybe I am sexually frustrated and am in denial. Maybe I am a ninja and need to flip out but was afraid that I would kill everyone. Maybe I need a hot bath and a few glasses of merlot. Yeah... that's probably it.