Wednesday

Sorry for my abruptness, last night.

Fillmore never showed up for work, yesterday, we called him and it turned out he'd decided to take off for a few days. I tell you, the man's losing it. I had to take over his workload and his schedule, which included some meetings I was less than prepared for. I don't know what the man's been doing, but I'm not privy to it and I don't appreciate being blindsided. I managed to bluff my way through and, with Sandy's help, I got myself up to speed last night, so I'm ready for today.

It wasn't just that. If it had just been that, it would have been fine. I get paid to deal. In the middle of the chaos, Talia called and said that she was going to put Lani and Jake down because her new boyfriend didn't want them. Lani and Jake are my dogs. She wouldn't let me bring them out to Seattle. And now she wants to destroy them. I don't even know where to start.

I called Peter and he said he'd fix everything. I'm waiting for him to call me.

Update!

Peter called. He's got the boys. I'm leaving work now. More when I get home.

Finally

Before I write everything down, I want to thank those of you who offered to help me out with Lani and Jake, and who lent an ear at a time when I was feeling pretty damn frazzled. You guys are awesome, and I really am grateful that I've met so many good people here. And that's going out to all my friends here. Thanks.

Now, down to business...

See that man? *points at icon* He saved my boys.

The last thing Peter ever wants to do is talk to Talia. (I'm sure she feels the same way. How would any woman feel having to talk to the man they caught their husband sleeping with?) When I called him, yesterday, and told him what she was talking about doing, though, he agreed to talk to her. Something came up at work (what kinds of emergencies do PR people have, anyway?), so he called Talia at home and asked her what was going on. She said she wasn't going to kill the "goddamn dogs" right away and hung up on him. (He didn't want to call me back until he'd sorted everything out, so that's why it took so long for me to hear anything from him. I told him that maybe he should have let me know what she'd said so I wouldn't have been awake all night worrying, but he made a very good point that I would have wanted more answers that very second that he wouldn't have been able to provide. Damn him for knowing me so well. Love him.)

He was finally able to go by and see her after she got off work. She was home alone - the asshole boyfriend was still at work (did I mention that he's her divorce attorney? The same man who told her they should live together but not get married so that I can keep paying alimony?) - and Peter said that when she answered the door and saw him standing there, she looked as if she was going to faint. Peter told her he was there to take Lani and Jake since she obviously didn't want them anymore.

Talia told him that the dogs were hers since that was the agreement we'd come to (which is bullshit. She put on such a show in front of the judge about wanting to keep her "babies," I didn't stand a chance.) Peter pointed out the fact that she was ready to kill them for her fuck buddy (his exact words), to which she said it was nice to see that Peter was still running around like my errand boy because I was too much of a wimp to take her on, myself. Not wanting to antagonize her any more, Peter let that go and asked her, one more time, to hand over the boys. She said no. She said they were her property and if I wanted to save them, I should fly out there to take them off her hands. Peter explained that was basically why he was there - to take them off her hands.

I would like to preface what I'm about to say with the following disclaimer:

I do not believe in using violence, or the threat of violence, to get what you want. Peter, however, does.

My best friend in the world threatened great bodily harm against Talia's live-in lover if anything happened to my dogs. He also threatened to report ethics violations to the state bar. (Personally, I think that was the bigger threat.) If I had more details, I'd share them. That's honestly all he told me. I don't know what he said, or why he's not worried about the authorities getting involved because he threatened someone, but whatever it was worked. She handed over Lani and Jake, along with every toy, leash and dish.

No matter what happens, I know that I can count on Peter. I know he loves me and I know that I'm always going to love him. I have to think of how I can thank him when I see him next month.

And I get to see my boys!

All right. Off to bed. I'm so tired after not sleeping last night. Kev stayed up with me, so he's ready to crash, too. He told me he can't wait to meet Peter in person. That makes me happy.

Okay. Tired. Bed. Goodnight.

Almost forgot

( The boys )