As I've mentioned before, I've been going to my friend's house every other day to play with her dogs while she's out of town. I bring my notebook with me every time, but never manage to pull it out. They're just so cute!
Well, yesterday I finally did some writing while over there. I'd worn out the animals by running them all over the house and yard, so when they finally settled down to nap, I started writing. I haven't had a pet as an adult and there's something very soothing about having a puppy curl up against your leg while you write. He popped his little head up every time I turned the page, but after a couple strokes he went back to sleep.
The best part is I have arrived at my final scene. I'm so close! (Oddly, that's the last line I wrote yesterday.) Another day or two and I will be finished with the first draft.
(btw, there is no sarcasm present in this post)