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Don't get me wrong. I love the apartment. It's beautiful--beats almost any place I've ever lived, and actually... I'd say it's right up there with living staying with you, Luka.
However. Logan bought two dogs. Puppies. They're huskies. One male, one female, named Shakura and Atira, and yes, I'm working on nicknames. They're adorable (I'm not supposed to think that. I'm supposed to ignore the big goofy feet and the soft fur and the giant ears. Right.) but the apartment isn't that big. And now we have two dogs, a cat, and two people. Clare, you were right about needing the extra room. Not that it helps--for now, the puppies sleep in our room. Not on the bed, but I think Logan likes having them where he can see them. Can't say I blame him. If they pee on anything or chew on anything, probably best that they do it in the room that's already been enhanced by magic. Logan is insisting, also, that I stay out of their training, so I haven't done anything. Much. I'm just concerned about the landlord finding out (I don't think a sled team is in out lease...) And on that note, does anyone know how to train dogs to hide? Like, sit in a closet or crawl under a bed and--this part's important--be quiet?
This pretty much screws me out of having any argument against Charlie getting the... guard monkey he seems to have his heart set on lately, though. And I'm not entirely sure how effective a monkey would be against a knife-weilding cannibal, Charlie.
Also, could all of you please be safe for like, a week? Seriously, if anyone else gets hurt, I'll have to kill you. And then, you know, fix you again, but probably only so I could kill you again.
Suz's back to work soon, too. Finally. Whoops, did I say that out loud?
However. Logan bought two dogs. Puppies. They're huskies. One male, one female, named Shakura and Atira, and yes, I'm working on nicknames. They're adorable (I'm not supposed to think that. I'm supposed to ignore the big goofy feet and the soft fur and the giant ears. Right.) but the apartment isn't that big. And now we have two dogs, a cat, and two people. Clare, you were right about needing the extra room. Not that it helps--for now, the puppies sleep in our room. Not on the bed, but I think Logan likes having them where he can see them. Can't say I blame him. If they pee on anything or chew on anything, probably best that they do it in the room that's already been enhanced by magic. Logan is insisting, also, that I stay out of their training, so I haven't done anything. Much. I'm just concerned about the landlord finding out (I don't think a sled team is in out lease...) And on that note, does anyone know how to train dogs to hide? Like, sit in a closet or crawl under a bed and--this part's important--be quiet?
This pretty much screws me out of having any argument against Charlie getting the... guard monkey he seems to have his heart set on lately, though. And I'm not entirely sure how effective a monkey would be against a knife-weilding cannibal, Charlie.
Also, could all of you please be safe for like, a week? Seriously, if anyone else gets hurt, I'll have to kill you. And then, you know, fix you again, but probably only so I could kill you again.
Suz's back to work soon, too. Finally. Whoops, did I say that out loud?