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Category Archives: puppy pants
Good morning from hungry dog.
We’re off to the allergy specialist this morning to find out what’s making Mucky sick, so poor pup can’t have any breakfast. Instead he’s just gazing at me pathetically.
Rad dogs at the park.
It’s pretty hot here this week. I’ve got my sister’s dog Bailey staying for a few nights while she’s in Thailand (he’s meant to be with my folks but I’m giving them a break from dogs!) and the poor bloke … Continue reading
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Happenings.
Oh, blog friends. Life is unexciting. Boring boring. Apparently it is Christmas this week? I am the least festive person to ever live, so you wouldn’t even know it at my place. Also, I haven’t even started my shopping, and … Continue reading
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Friday photos.
I’ve never had a professional pedicure. I spent an exorbidant amount each month having a girl I don’t know rip the hair out of my body, so I figure that I probably shouldn’t shell out for professional pedicures, too. Still, … Continue reading
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Saturday/Sunday.
I am feeling a little bit useless today. I’m dehydrated and tired and a little bit hungover, I guess, but mostly just plagued with the idea that I probably did or said something stupid yesterday. I went to On The … Continue reading
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Muck-date.
Just a quick post to say that Musket is doing okay (photos are crappy… iPhone + night = blah). He had an operation on Friday to check that there was no serious muscle or tendon damage in his leg – … Continue reading
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Sick as a dog.
My poor doggy He is in surgery at the moment having his leg looked at (and his balls chopped off) after getting into a pretty nasty scuffle with my housemate’s dog last night. It was a terrifying fight, and at … Continue reading
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How good is my dog?
We went to the park today and because it was during the day, when most people are at work, we had the park to ourselves, so we walked lots of laps and I threw a stick for him and he … Continue reading
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Clever boy.
I don’t think I needed evidence that my dog is an idiot, but here it is. His name is Musket. I was trying to make my bed, and he wouldn’t get off it, so I said “where’s Musket?” and he … Continue reading
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My dog is a jerk.
Normally I’m all full of praise and love for my dog, which is fair enough because he is pretty good, but last night when I got home from being out for only a couple of hours, he was unusually happy … Continue reading
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