We, the dogs, would like you to know that we Aren't Getting Left.
We're just sayin'.
--Cub & Angus
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Begun as a creative outlet for The Typist -- who loves having a dog this smart but is still glad I don't have thumbs -- this blog may include forays into religion, United Methodism, spirituality, idealistic thoughts and prayers...basically, stuff that probably wouldn't interest your average dog.
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Ok, Ok. I feel better now.
Where were you going to be left at?
Ya'll can come and visit me if you want!
Miss Cathy came over! And she's still here! And we love Miss Cathy! She and The Boy do yoga together!
We don't know where The Typist and The Alpha are, but with Miss Cathy around, we don't really care. We figure they'll show back up again eventually. They have our car with them.
-- Cub & Angus
I've noticed that when Packleader and Packlady put many things into the Room That Moves, and buts the Long-Eared Puppy in a box, then they're about to leave. I have to watch them carefully so that they don't leave me behind. On weekends, we all go to Big Den after a long time in the Room That Moves. I don't want to be alone, or to miss time spent at Big Den.
-Sunny the Papillon
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