Sorry dear diary I haven't posted anything about Scotland yet - Scotland was wonderful. I will. Tons of pickies.
But a week or so later, I fled to Ljubljana again, to lock myself into my old professor's apartment, weather out the heatwave and ignore most of the Real world responsibilities. The General is at home with three crazy dogs, oddly proud of himself for not having failed in taking over the doggy walks yet. It's a grand achievement every time, but then again, it is painfully hot. Not sure how we'll handle the walks when I come back. The heat wave is said to last until August. I get shaky and cold way too soon in my old age. My heart had never forgiven me for that heat stroke in Seville.
The dogs are being tiny disasters, inventing new ways to make a mess every day. Yesterday THE BEAGLE puppy managed to climb ONTO the counter and was rummaging through a pile of washed dishes, looking for a way down - but also if there's any food, maybe, you never know. Don't ask me how they managed to climb that high, they just did. They are wearing the General's patience thin.
Kisha, the Malinois, is getting more and more awesome. She is insanely beautiful and the calmer she gets, the smarter she gets. We are giving her time to live out her crazy puppy phase, before we start teaching anything interesting. She understands everything, but gets distracted within a second. I think they work best, when all three of them are training together. Lyra, the geriatric beagle, has taught them some good and some bad tricks. That insanely loud yapping, like I'm murdering them, when I lock them in the bathroom to clean the kitchen floor or something, I recognise Lyra's dialect exact.
Even I had a neat learning experience yesterday. Namely, I discovered Reddit and went there to troll and be aloof and mean to people. Later I discovered that when people like your comment, you get a brownie point (Karma.) and if they hate the comment enough to bother, they downvote it and this takes the karma away. If you accumulate too many karmas, your account gets in trouble.
Waking up today, I figured I may have overdone it on the trolling bit and may as well delete the account and start over. But then I thought about it. What if I try to redeem myself? What if I post comments that will climb the karma ladder to at least a positive zero again?
What if I am ...
.... nice....
O.O
/GASP. SHOCKED FACE. EVERYONE IN THE RESTAURANT STOPS EATING. A BABY CRIES/
