I have a love-hate thing going on with having a dog. Sometimes I think it's nice that there is a creature who gets up and comes with me when I go to check out a noise or refill my drink or whatever. But sometimes I find it annoying - what if I just want to walk to the other end of the house by myself? But I also get caught out cause if it's been too quiet for more than 5mins and I can't sight him, then something bad is being done in another room.
I inhaled Season 3 of The L Word this weekend.