I'm very close to finishing at the War College, but there's one more big thing hanging over my head, so I'll remain spotty until the middle of next week.
Tipper wants to help, but I'm not sure she really understands the concept of the keyboard. She's doing really well...it's pretty funny some days. When I'm getting ready to leave in the morning, she hops into her crate as if to say, "Okay, you can go." Of course, what she's really saying is "I love those treats you give me for being in the crate, can I have another one?" But, whatever works, right?