This week Nostromo was invited to a party. The most interesting thing that happened was that at about midnight, after most of the guests had left, Nostromo decided to play the drums in the living room. She whipped out her drum kit and went to town.
The funny part being, no one seemed to notice or care.
Summer arrived, and Nostromo stopped by the festival grounds. First she helped herself to a shave ice.
Then she set up her guitar on the promenade and played for tips.
As she played, I noticed something strange. Someone seems to have abandoned a pudding pop.
Yep, that’s a pudding pop. Standing there on its stick like it’s watching her play. Weird.
I was mainly involved in getting Nostromo maxed out on drums, guitar, bass, and piano skills in order to fulfill her Lifetime Wish. To keep me occupied while she played for hours on end, I decided it was time to breed Autumn.
First, I had Nostromo give her a bath so that she would be pretty for her new beau.
Then I chose the goofiest-looking male dog available from the adoption agency. Meet Gogi, who seems to be a Great Dane/schnauzer mix or something.
A bout of doggie Woo Hoo happened.
And a few days later, three puppies were born. I named them Beyonce, Bingo, and Bailey.
As you can see, they are nearly identical. I chose to keep Beyonce for the breeding program, and adopted out the other two puppies plus Gogi. (His job is done.)
Meanwhile, Nostromo kept playin’.