Monday, October 19, 2009

YESTERDAY: MEH. TODAY: I CHASE A BALL.

MY HOBBY: being normal once every five years. Keeps 'em guessing.

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  1. NO KIDDING, Y'ALL. I went and got the camera, like, the eighteenth time he went for it. He has never ever before chased anything that wasn't meat.

    Our current theory is that he's Benjamin Buttdog (wow, that doesn't work as well in print as it did in my head) and will start chewing up the furniture next year.

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  2. Aw, look, he thinks he's a dog!

    It's an epidemic! The Sheriff has actually been playing Stick and interacting with Deputy Crazypants! Speaking of the Sheriff, did I tell he showed up on the front porch the other weekend? As in, he was in the back yard and then he was at the front door. And we still have no idea how he negotiated the SIX FOOT FENCE, unless he took a flying leap over the deck railing at the top of the hill.... and we are trying not to think too much about it because the possibilities give us chills.

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