Adventures in babysitting

You know, with how great Nim's been since last night, I thought - given the nice and cool weather - it would be great to just sit out in the backyard in the gazebo and just read while she curls up in her bowl and enjoys the breeze.

It's Nim. I should have known better.

I didn't even get a chance to sit down. The little bitch heard some phantom noise and tore out of the gazebo, promptly following this with running around the backyard, then crossing into the neighbours' backyard. In which she proceeded to make me chase her. Thrice. Around that backyard.

Once I screamed at her and got her back into our backyard, I had to chase her again (only once though) before dragging her back inside.

What the FUCK, Nim?! You're supposed to be POST-OP.

Adventures in babysitting

You know, with how great Nim's been since last night, I thought - given the nice and cool weather - it would be great to just sit out in the backyard in the gazebo and just read while she curls up in her bowl and enjoys the breeze.

It's Nim. I should have known better.

I didn't even get a chance to sit down. The little bitch heard some phantom noise and tore out of the gazebo, promptly following this with running around the backyard, then crossing into the neighbours' backyard. In which she proceeded to make me chase her. Thrice. Around that backyard.

Once I screamed at her and got her back into our backyard, I had to chase her again (only once though) before dragging her back inside.

What the FUCK, Nim?! You're supposed to be POST-OP.