In looking back through recent pictures in my phone and through the site, I see tons of pics of D’ar but virtually none of Nembu. This does not make me a terrible dog mother; Nembu just refuses to participate in picture taking, and when he does he looks like this.

We do not beat or deprive him even a little bit; his life is perfectly fine (minus recovering from surgery, which I think he forgot about mostly already).

He still looks like the saddest clown on Earth.

*Finally* finished the Scotland/Amsterdam trip journal.

Party time monster

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My old man, home from the hospital. Minus some lumps and a whole mess of stones. Still happy to see us, even if he can’t get the hang of the e-collar.

Alphabet carnage

Trying a new paleo tortilla – cauliflower + egg. The verdict: I liked a lot, the DH; not so much.

I had a little guy just like this as a kid. Minus the Queens Day ribbon, of course.

Mmmmmm…. Pat LaFreida: Best. Burgers. Ever.

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