Out

Bee finally made it through Fashion Week. I didn't see her for four nights straight. Thank goodness all of those stupid designers with their stupid shows made it out of town so I could get my mommy back.

It ain't safe no more

5:30 a.m.

Bee and I were jolted awake by a hailstorm of bullets. BULLETS, y'all. As in, gunfire!

A gang related shooting took place in the diner just below our building. Whoever did it emptied his clip into the victim.

We live in Greenwich Village, people! In a high rise building with 15 doormen and a pool! We are not in the projects in Harlem!

The report is below. Photo courtesy of CBS news.

West Village Shooting Leaves Man Critical
Reporting
Jay Dow NEW YORK (CBS) ―


Investigators did not identify the victim, but said he is in his 30s and was shot in the neck and back around 5:40 a.m. by the "Cozy Soup And Burger Diner."

"I go outside, and there goes the guy, down on the street, that's it," a witness said.

Police said the incident started when the victim got into an argument with four other men inside the diner and ended out on the street with gunfire.

The victim was taken to Bellevue Hospital where he's listed in critical condition.

Police have not released a motive for the shooting, but said the four suspects fled the scene in a dark-colored vehicle.

You know Fashion Week is near when.....

you start to overhear things like this at the dog run:

"It's Fat February....anorexic April is around the corner."
---said one fashion executive in response to an editor lamenting about winter weight gain.

That means Bee only two more months left to eat solid foods.

I saw

Dee and the London Fling this afternoon! Oh my, it was so great to see them! Dee, how I've missed you!

London Fling....I never really forgave you for taking away my favorite auntie, but it was good to see you, too. I guess.

My spot is

being washed right now....so I'm resting on the floor (not soft). My normal snuggle spot is getting washed right now. See the blue cover missing off the cushion....

I was right

that dude with the soft hands IS here. I got so excited that...well, you can figure out what I accidentally did on the rug. And the couch.

I think old age is making me incontinent.

I've been so embarrassed about my little problem that I'm not eating. I'm too scared to put anything in my stomach.

Bee would die to have my problem. It would take care of her Holiday Weight Gain in a week's time.