If our fingers were less delicious, he’d stop biting them

Every weekend is now pretty much the same as every other: we get our fingers bitten by dogs (this time Rufus got my finger), and then we kiss to make it feel better. There’s comfort in normalcy….
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Chew, chew

Looks like we’ll have to add the following tidbit of info to our growing body of knowledge about doggy behaviour: puppies have sharp teeth, and they ain’t afraid to use ‘em to chew fingers. And Lauras. See?…
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Unemployment Blues are Pretty Sweet (so far)

Laura quit her job last week at almost the same time that my course ended. Now that we’re back to being unemployed, things couldn’t be sweeter. I spend entire days down by the river with the dogs, and she…
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