well, shit

Well, shit. My parents won’t be back until the 13th, which pretty much blows the shit out of biking *next* weekend, too, for the same reasons. Meanwhile, we now have two dogs, one of whom doesn’t like children of any kind and the other of whom has diarrhea, however that’s spelled. They’re both wimps and are having sort of dominance wars which are running something like this: Chantico: *leap leap bound* (translation: Play with me! Play with me!) Annie: *high-pitched yelp* (translation: For the love of God, DON’T HURT ME!)…

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