A/N: This is a lot shorter than normal. Sorry, guys. But I like this chapter either way and hope you do as well. Enjoy!

Also, thanks to those of you who read, review, favorite, and/or alert this. I love you all. :)

I don't own Sherlock.

Someone came to see about the dog today. I'd hate to admit it, but I'm kind of sad. Even Sherlock didn't look so happy about someone wanting to take Max, and I would've never imagined him getting attached to the dog. Or maybe he's going through experiments in his head. Experiments he could do on the dog if we don't give him away soon.

Fortunately and unfortunately, the person didn't take the dog. Shame, I guess. I think they were more interested in meeting us than anything. Not so much me, of course… but that's beside the point. They asked about a thousand questions about Sherlock and I (only one or two did Sherlock actually answer himself, the rest were my responsibility) and barely any about the dog. Whoever it was who visited, please, get better acting lessons or something. We do know you really weren't there about taking Max.

I'm changing my plea. I know I was asking for someone, anyone, to come by and take the dog, but I think I'll have to add specifics to that. Please only come if you're coming about the dog. In all honestly, I don't get much sleep and neither does Sherlock. Neither of us really like being bombarded with questions, especially in person. If you've got questions, put them on his site or my blog. I'm seriously starting to think we need a FAQ or something, because if I get asked 'how old are you?' or 'what's the news on x case?' I will probably curl up in a corner and die.

That actually doesn't sound all that great at all. Max seems to be a fan of curling up in corners, though. I might just try that sometime…

JW

[edited at 3:00pm]

John, the dog likes corners. That doesn't mean you require a corner as well. Besides, if you died, how would I find a replacement?

SH

[edited at 3:33pm]

Didn't know you cared that much. Thanks for letting me know I'm loved.

JW

[edited at 4:14pm]

That wasn't the point and you know it. By the way, I've found my gun again. Please try to hide it somewhere new this time. I'd be quite happy if you'd seal it in cement and suspend it from the window ledge. That would be a challenge.

SH

[edited at 8:49pm]

I actually kind of like that suggestion, Sherlock, but I'm not sure of where I could easily get cement. I'm sorry, but you're out of luck on that one. I will try to think of something else, though. To anyone who reads this: suggestions are loved. I'm not exactly doing well hiding Sherlock's gun. He's put a few more holes in the wall. Just after Mrs. Hudson hired someone to fix the wall, no less! I hope he's got the money to pay for the new damage. And the old damage. Hint, hint, Sherlock. I hope you're reading this.

JW

[edited at 9:30pm]

Skimmed your post. Didn't really read it all. Boring to say the least. Don't you have something more interesting to write about? Other than everything I do?

SH

[edited at 1:06am]

Not really. It's kind of boring around here and you obviously know it. Please tell me Lestrade has a new case for you, or will sometime soon. I'm starting to think I might actually need a job, to keep me from getting as bored as you do.

I actually do have an idea to keep you occupied for a while, though. You should have fun finding your gun for once. I left you a note on the counter where you always leave your gun once you find it. Hopefully it's challenging enough for you.

Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'm not even sure why I'm up. Goodnight, world.

JW

[edited at 1:15am]

Found it.

SH

[edited at 8:00am]

Damn.

JW