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| I Fought The Law - And The Law Won (AKA Naughty Dog is Naughty) |
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Yes, it's winter in Wyoming, where it drops to -30 at night and a high of a balmy -7 during the day.
Luckily I have lots of hand knits in alpaca and cashmere to keep me
warm. Maybe I'll invest in some qiviut (musk ox). It's supposed to be eight times warmer than sheep's wool, and softer than cashmere. Very pricey, too. $32 an ounce. Back to dog fur.
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I do have booties for the dogs to wear, but last time I put them on
the Corgis, I got The Look. "Mom, you're killing us here. We're rough
and tough dogs. We don't DO clothes." Then it was walk a step, lift and
shake a paw, repeat for all four paws. Piteous look.
3.
How's your Christmas shopping going? I've whittled down the list, but
still have several people on my "Oh my god, what do I get for him/her?"
list. Everyone may end up with chocolate and/or whiskey. Just
sayin'....
4.
I really want to get some more submissions out before the end of the
year. I got several back (rejections, alas) and figured I need to spread
the stories and poems around more. Matching story to magazine has been a
bit harder this year. My historical fantasy story is an odd duck and
can't find a home. Suddenly no one likes the year 480 BC?
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It'll be the Chinese New Year soon. Debating entering the New Year card
exchange. It's the Year of the Horse. I like horses. But I'd have to
print 50 cards by hand. What do you think, prancing pony for the New
Year or just wait for another print exchange? With a bigger paper than 4x6?
10 comments:
I'm sending Merlin a package of hacksaw blades for Christmas.
Along with the phone number of a good lawyer......
I think Merlin is SOL and on Santa's Naughty list this year...
What exactly has that poor innocent upstanding dog citizen done?
Mr. "Poor Innocent" bit Max while Max was eating his supper. That earned Merlin a time out in doggy jail, and Max a chance to finish his dinner in peace...
H. Birdy Kreep, Esquire at your service, he said with a slippery leer on his beady eyed birdy mug.
Ha! That jail matches the one we have for Truffles, who bites the ankles of those non-family members who dare enter through our front door. When we have guests, Truffles gets a time-out until everyone is settled. Prevents lawsuits. But Merlin, at least, appears to have enough sense not to chew his bed to bits. Truffles is a nervous fabric ingester.
Now, whiskey and chocolate make perfect gifts, just sayin'.
Merlin, run away from Birdy Kreep! Or you'll end up with a longer sentence...
Merlin doesn't look too worried about being on Santa's naughty list. He probably knows Santa has a soft spot for Corgis.
Merlin can be very charming when he wants to. So I'm sure he'll weasel out of any trouble he gets in.
Kathleen - Neither dog chews up his bedding, as opposed to the Basenji I had that made it a mission to shred every blanket, every bed, every pillow. Whiskey and chocolate secured, and some truffles. The non-chocolate kind. :)
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