I was playing the Sims 2 tonight. Amazingly as my own character, Jay McDonald. I had a dog named Dale. He was a Jack Russell Terrier. He died of old age. I actually got sad over that one. In fact, I didn't save the game because I am going to try to figure out how to keep your dog alive forever, just like you can keep your Sim alive forever if you play the game well enough. I actually miss Dale. He was a great little dog. He was my little buddy.

Course, I wasted several hours of work on my character. I finally got him up to his life long achievement, which pretty much gives you a life that lasts forever. But i am goign to figure out one way or another how to keep Dale from dying. There has to be a way and I am going to find it. This si the first time ever in the Sims 2 Pets that I have bothered to have a pet. There are tricks to this I know. I figured out how to bring humans back to life, I know there is a way to do this with a dog too. I just can't remember what you have to do to make it happen.

I'll be working on this someday in the future. It won't be soon though.

I am off to Little Rock Wednesday morning. Back to see the surgeon and let her poke and prod my stomache for the after surgery check up. Fun eh?

On a more pleasant note, I am down to a size 34 in pants. I don't ever remember being a size 34. A 36 was the smallest I can remember back to in high school.

Wow, my heart still hurts that Dale died. I kind of crack myself up there. This game can make you have real feelings for your characters. I guess I really loved Dale more than I thought I did. What a great little buddy he was. I will bring Dale back forever, I just have to remember what you have to do to resurrect the dead.

Ok, I am weird, so what. At least I know I can still feel, even if it is for something that is not real except in my game.

I am off to bed now.

Ciao