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I caught you returning to the house that caught fire

Things Ruby June likes to chew:

+ bones
+ ice cubes
+ rope toys
+ Oscar
+ stuffed animal dog toys
     – that squeak
- new grey Converse
- red rubber garden clogs
- duct tape that holds old recliners together
- pens that are full of black ink
- feet (also hands, elbows, etc.)

She has a crate now. And she’s going to obedience school.

(song: [...]

In a disco radical trans-global

How to get a complete collection of books you have always wanted but couldn’t afford to buy (i.e. Sandman): buy the first one and force your boyfriend to read it. Then he will love it and buy all the rest of the series for you!

(song: “Dogs Were Barking,” Gogol Bordello)

I look cute

After weeks of waiting, my dog finally came home today.

We went to meet her a few weeks ago based on a brief PetFinder ad that said she was smart and showed her in a kiddie pool nest with her twelve puppies suckling, staring at the camera with a “holy crap, get me out of this [...]

Forged to bend and bow

I dreamed about blogging this weekend.

I hate that verb, to blog. I don’t mind the related nouns — I have a blog, I am a blogger — but the verb makes me cringe. I don’t know why. I avoid it whenever possible and have no idea why I used it just there. Rewriting is too [...]