in case you arrive

i'll just keep recording the real as it flows out of my head (and i live it)... tonight happiness is not very happy... he tore up another couch cushion... jackson said he started doing it about a year ago at her place... there must be something about these couches, maybe a scent or something, but he seems to want inside... anyway, he knows he is in the dog house tonight as i will not smile or play with him... he got a short unplayful walk and no extra food, in fact, i cooked a burger which has always been a signal for him to get a burger, but not tonight... he may not understand exactly or everything, but he knows he is not getting the usual love and attention and treats and fun... and the only time i look at him is when i pick up a piece of the couch stuffing and he sees a very serious unfriendly me and he cowers and looks away or walks into his room... he keeps coming out and looking, at the moment, he's sitting around the corner of the couch staring up at me poised for any move that might be attention for him, but he will not get any tonight beyond a kiss on the head before i go to bed... maybe he'll make some instinctive connection next time he is alone with the couches and the scents within call his name...

that's the real for tonight... wish you were here...