Podrick started early this morning. Pippin just wanted snuggles, and the bull in the china shop just had to himbo bounce up onto the bed like he just got his second wind from doing a keg stand, and chased her off the bed.

Good morning everyone, it’s a sunny bright day, and Miss Pippin is lounging on her table far removed from where Podrick can get her. Last night, she was starting to get tired of his shit. She held him down once or twice and skippidypapped his face a few times until he stumbled away from her. he really just wants to play with her. He’s so interested in her but he shows this by being a typical boy – he jumps on her and tries to play fight with her. She’s tired of that. She just wants to clean him, and be his friend. With him, even when we just want to pet him, it’s a fight, and he wants to win.

Back to work this afternoon. It wasn’t too bad last night with one of the new kids. He’s quiet, so I get a long pretty good with him. Tonight, it’s GenAlpha. Well, they’re both GenAlpha, but tonight, it’s the talkative one. He’s tiring, but a good kid. He follows directions well, but he talks. He talks so goddamn much. It’s tiring. But we’ll get through it. We always do. If this kid was in school with me back in the day, he’d either be the most popular kid in the class, or he’d have been stuffed in a locker.

More coffee, please.