Okay, so this theme looks a lot like the last one. Originally, it didn’t. There was another column and, uh, some other stuff. I didn’t like the way it looked, though, and I am far too tired to even think about it anymore. So I won’t (I did re-write the ‘about‘ page, though).
As a result of a series of strange events last week, we had a new garage-guest in the form of an 11 pound black hairball with legs. He stayed in our garage for a few days, we took him (although at that point, I was not convinced it had any gender at all, and if you’d told me it was, in fact, not a dog, I probably would’ve believed you. It’s hard to tell through all that hair) to the vet, gave him a bath and a haircut, and now, well.
He’s traveled back and forth from the garage to the office, and yesterday his status changed from garage-guest to house guest, and he really does not seem to have any opinion about it at all.
And seriously – he has the best bark. It’s almost as though he’s yelling “Wef!” at you and not really barking at all. What a dog.

Comments 3
I love him. I want to see him.
Posted 16 Apr 2008 at 11:01 pm ¶Aww. What a precious pooch. hehe. Adorable.
So, does this mean you’re keeping him for good?
Posted 17 Apr 2008 at 10:31 pm ¶Aww, so are you keeping him forever? It’s really nice of you to take him to the vet, too. He’s lucky he picked a family who doesn’t hate him.
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