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We're babysitting the Blackbear's doggie so that Vlad (his roomie) can go to War. This means about 90 pounds of border collie/Akita silliness added to our apartment. I am delighted, as I think there are never enough dogs and that canines are the best possible accessory for any decor. Casey is quite welcome. On the other hand, the poor boy has tail issues. As in, he's a buttmunch. When we went to pick him up, Vlad had taped a sock over his tail in a vain attempt to keep Casey from further self-irritation. Casey decided it wasn't dignified, so the sock is history. I made up a nice pile of doggie blankets in the middle of the floor for him, and he's vastly enjoying the process of scratching them into a proper bed structure. He's also intent on herding the neighbor kitties, and protecting me from the UPS man. We are gonna have fun this week. The grand-dog is in the house! On de Headbone: Clap Your Hands, TMBG (heard it on a commercial!) Reading: Dragon Bones, Patricia Briggs. Very nice little book! |
 
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Casey!