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OK, so i didn't really take the puppy to the beach, but that's only because I went to go see the baby WALKING!!!!!! Yes, it's true, my baby is now walking. For those of you not in the know, it's not actually MY baby, but I've been babysitting for him for so long, that I kind of feel like he's mine. Not in a creepy way, but I take pride in his accomplishments, because I did help him with most of them. In other news, uhhh . . . there is no other news. My puppy is barking incessantly, and I don't know why. I know he went out, because the woman next door took him out, so it's not that. Maybe he's hungry, or lonely, or something. I guess I should go find out. Leave me good thoughts people. Oh yeah, my brother did the dishes, and straightened out the living room. Holy shit, this is an imporvement. Although he didn't mow the lawn. Oh well, thank god for small favors, right?
Love from puppyland,
Isis
Love from puppyland,
Isis