How about, for the merest of moments, I at least start a post with something other than our (yes, “our” you are all in this with me!) as yet un-named Leopard? Won’t last long, but we can give it a go…

There is a new book coming out in a week or so on my Boss, called “Prince of Stories: The Many Worlds of Neil Gaiman” . It is a lovely book, a huge book in fact. When our copies came. I asked Boss “Who knew there was so much to say about you????” But I mention it because there is an entire chapter about me! Who knew? And my essay “A Day In The Life Of A Personal Assistant” is in there, with an interview.

This would mark the first time something I wrote has been published in a proper book! (Thank you, she says, taking bow) I have had things in papers, and magazines and online but this is my first BOOK.

And I am honoured to be in such company. A little celebration is in order, Val, if you would, raise a glass for me tonight.

For myself, I have an entire box of Mango Truffles. Which sounds like fun, but I have already had four over the course of the day, and am not at all certain any more would be a good idea. I know my limits, with chocolate anyway.

They were sent with a request for a favor (which I joke about, and am grateful for, but is truly not needed, always happy to help) and I have no idea who you are or what I promised you, but , these are great. Whatever it is, you can have it.

(Thanks, Erin!!!)

The Dog started Advanced off leash class tonight, and amazingly, did quite well. He has come so far in the 18 months he has been with us. I am proud of him. And of me, I knew NOTHING about Dogs when we started. Our first night in class, Cabal had to go to his own room, as we simply could not control him, way back when.

Ok, The Leopard Report. (I am so getting my own show: Fabulous Lorraine and the Leopard Report..Learn the deep jungle secrets of taming and loving these rare exotic creatures!)

Ok, so we are not ready to sign exactly yet. Not much to say today, he hid and came out and ate while I was gone. I did play a bit with a pom-pom on a string this morning, and when I got home, it was in his empty dish, I dangled it some more, but he didn’t look at me,or if he did, I couldn’t really see him under the ottoman. I gave him more steak and left him alone.

Marilyn has done a lovely post about him over at her new Blog, so nip over and get a professionals opinion on our guy, who may or may not be named Magic or Merlin.Or Dan.

Love and Nice Things,
Lorraine