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Lady bites
Nov. 15th, 2006 10:32 amMy brother has brought home a blind and deaf puppy. Well, mostly blind and deaf. Naturally, she is the cutest thing since... the last cute thing to follow any of us home. Also, my mother is displeased. But she's cute! The puppy, that is.
Puppy! I don't mind puppies, except when I'm trying to sleep, or if they're like Angel was when she was a puppy. Namely, constantly trying to kill me. Instead, Lady seems content to just try and chew on everyone else, including Angel. Which happened to be the cutest thing ever. She wobbles over to Angel, immediately finds Angel's tail, and bites her. Angel just kind of looks at us like, "Did she just do what I think she did? Did that little bit actually bite me? She did, didn't she. Well, damn." Then my brother freaks out, thinking Angel's going to go psychotic on his little helpless puppy. Which was cute in it's own way, only I was distracted by the sad sight of Tiggy [the boy's cat] looking on and pouting. Lurking in the shadows, actually. Very sad.
Work was work. I want to see zee puppy!
Yes, I am all of five years old today.
Remind me to round up all the Pullips this weekend and see if it's possible to photograph them all in one spot, or if my brain will explode from the effort. This is my mission, should I choose to accept it.
Puppy! I don't mind puppies, except when I'm trying to sleep, or if they're like Angel was when she was a puppy. Namely, constantly trying to kill me. Instead, Lady seems content to just try and chew on everyone else, including Angel. Which happened to be the cutest thing ever. She wobbles over to Angel, immediately finds Angel's tail, and bites her. Angel just kind of looks at us like, "Did she just do what I think she did? Did that little bit actually bite me? She did, didn't she. Well, damn." Then my brother freaks out, thinking Angel's going to go psychotic on his little helpless puppy. Which was cute in it's own way, only I was distracted by the sad sight of Tiggy [the boy's cat] looking on and pouting. Lurking in the shadows, actually. Very sad.
Work was work. I want to see zee puppy!
Yes, I am all of five years old today.
Remind me to round up all the Pullips this weekend and see if it's possible to photograph them all in one spot, or if my brain will explode from the effort. This is my mission, should I choose to accept it.
