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Ragnar the Destroyer*

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*primarily of walls, yards, and carpetFor all things there is a season. A time to sow, a time to reap...A time to attempt to rip small furry rodents into small pieces, pick fights with the neighbor's German Shepherd, and a time to howl.Welcome to teenage doghood, where it's not the hormones that cause a pet… Continue reading Ragnar the Destroyer*

Carpet Pooping…and Other Canine Adventures
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Carpet Pooping…and Other Canine Adventures

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As I'm sure you're aware (since for some reason my uterus post is the #1 read post on my blog, according to the internet gremlins who decided to count random pings from Eastern Europe as "read") I have no human babies. I have fabulous nieces and nephews whom I adore spoiling.And two excessively large canines… Continue reading Carpet Pooping…and Other Canine Adventures

Update: This was going to be a real post, but then there was an angry dog. And Bellydancing Chewbaccas.
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Update: This was going to be a real post, but then there was an angry dog. And Bellydancing Chewbaccas.

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There's a real post coming, and the next flash fiction entry for my Seven Deadly Sins project (which was sidetracked by broken pelvis scaffolding and hospitals). In the meantime: My sister is a HUGE Viking's fan. I'm not a football fan in general (although I AM quite a fan of Vikings punter Chris Kluwe, but that's… Continue reading Update: This was going to be a real post, but then there was an angry dog. And Bellydancing Chewbaccas.

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What the hell…it’s mid-September already?

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Jesus Hannibal Christ. (Hey, the "H" has to stand for something, right?) The past two weeks have been a sleep-deprived, stress-induced blur...all of the sudden summer is dead and we've moved into MY FAVORITE SEASON. Conveniently, this happened just when Husband is awake, out of the ICU, on the (cranky) mend, and able to coordinate his… Continue reading What the hell…it’s mid-September already?

My Dogs: Too Lazy To Rip Each Other’s Faces Off.
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My Dogs: Too Lazy To Rip Each Other’s Faces Off.

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In case you were wondering, Thor wouldn't allow me to put the "Happy Fucking Birthday" hat on him. Apparently he has more pride than Chewy, who allowed it but only with a cranky face. This is not the same cranky face I get when it's time for nail clipping, ear cleaning, or bathing...but it's close.… Continue reading My Dogs: Too Lazy To Rip Each Other’s Faces Off.

Chewy: Exhausted Hoarder
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Chewy: Exhausted Hoarder

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Chewy waited until Thor wasn't looking, stole the much-abused tennis ball, and climbed to his normal spot on the couch. Where he promptly fell asleep, apparently exhausted from his efforts to again thieve toys from his brother. Later he snored loud enough to wake himself up. Startled, he dropped the ball, barked incessantly, and searched… Continue reading Chewy: Exhausted Hoarder

Life is HARD.
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Life is HARD.

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For my dogs. Which I typed as "gods" by accident once during this post. Also, life is apparently exhausting: Exhausting to the point of looking dead:

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Positively UnManning

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Tonight a sound emerged from my husband that I've never heard before. Get your mind out of the gutter and I'll elaborate...My husband is 6'5 and generally manages to intimidate most people simply by virtue of the serious look that seems to be his default setting, especially at Renaissance Festival. The man has dealt with… Continue reading Positively UnManning