Yesterday started at 0700 with a walk for Wolfgang. It didn't cover a lot of ground, because he seems never to have been on a leash before reporting for duty at Camp Borepatch and do every ten yards saw another round of cajoling encouragement.
Then off for the office. Then home at 1815, and start pizza dough rising. Then off to the dog park with #2 Son, Wolfgang, and Ivan the Terrier. Puppy play with the other puppies FTW.
Then home, make pizza, and find out that #2 Son has a project due the next day. Help him with PowerPoint until 2145. Then hang out with Crash the Wondercat who's getting over his do not want with the puppy and has been a bit starved for affection the last few days.
Yikes, I'm tired. It's nice to be needed, but I'm not used to this.