timothy j. lambert

During a meeting with The Big H today at Hanley Inc., one of the other employees interrupted. The above video is of the scolding the employee received for barking out of turn.

Rexford's attorney went away for the weekend and asked if I'd take care of her ward, Puddles, an aptly named puppy. (She's just a puppy. She'll learn.) A recent Scout's Honor find, Puddles is almost three months old and will be available for adoption soon. She should grow to about 40 pounds and is suspected to be an Anatolian shepherd mix. She very sweet and loves other dogs, pants legs, babies, ties on robes, cats, bones, pacifiers, and basically anything else she can find on the floor. Something tells me we'll find a home for Puddles fairly quickly, because she's freakin' cute as hell. If you live in Houston and are interested in adopting Puddles, fill out an application at scoutshonor.org.

As soon as I brought her home for the weekend, Pixie barked and danced around as if I'd presented her with a gift. The two of them have pretty much been playing non-stop ever since. The first night Puddles was here I didn't get much sleep because I crated her and there was a lot of crying as a result. After a while, I finally convinced Pixie that Puddles had to sleep sometime, as did we all, and she finally stopped whining about it. I worried that Rex would be crabby about the puppy invading his space. Rex is tricky to figure out, at times. It used to be that, like Pixie, he loved every human and dog on the planet and wanted nothing more than to jump on them and try to play. Lately, it's obvious that he's slowing down. He still loves to play and gets excited to see people, but he's a lot more selective about expending energy. If someone drops by before dinner, he's thrilled, often anticipating an appetizer, because doesn't everyone carry cheese and crackers or a plate of pickles in their pocket? If dinner has already been served and someone stops by, he'll leap on them once or twice, but then he's through and just wants to go back to sleep behind a chair in another room. With Puddles he was all, Oh, look, a small dog! Hi! Got pickles? No. Okay, see ya! and that was that.

• 16:27 It was midway into my workout when I remembered I forgot to take a Lactaid pill when I had that cafe mocha earlier. #

• 21:50 @TerilynnS G'night! #
• 09:49 @BeckyCochrane @BeckyCochrane So does being awakened by a relentlessly scratching dog with no boundary issues. #
• 12:33 A mourning dove landed at my feet. When did I become Dr Doolittle? #
• 12:40 Found a rescue to take care of the bird. Looks like a mourning dove. Glad my dogs didn't get it. #
• 13:05 Crap. Was about to leave w/bird to take it to wildlife rehab & realized it had died. Oh well. #
• 14:21 At gym. I ran. I ran so far away. I couldn't get away. Stupid treadmill. #

"It has been proven in a court of law that the drowning of New Orleans was not a natural disaster, but a preventable man-made travesty," the attorneys said in a statement. "The government has always had a moral obligation to rebuild New Orleans. This decision makes that obligation a matter of legal responsibility." - Court: Army Corps of Engineers liable for Katrina flooding, via cnn.com.

• 16:39 At gym. Yay! Haven't been in almost a week because of stupid head cold. #

When it's cold outside, I like to sit on the chair in my office and huddle under a quilt with a dog. If you live in the Houston area and would like a foster dog to keep you warm, visit scoutshonor.org to download an application!

Photo Friday, Number 37. Theme: Three.

• 18:12 @BeckyCochrane My pleasure! #

• 12:39 I'm helping set up for SH's movie night & silent auction. Lots of cool items! #