July 16, 2003

Must...control...fist of death....

  • One of the dogs cornered a baby raccoon yesterday. It's amazing the growls that can come from an eight-inch ball of fur.
  • Woke up last night to the sound of a squeaky-toy in the back yard. Turns out we have a new cat in the neighborhood.
  • Woke up later to hear Tigger is still in heat.
  • Woke up much later when the baby raccoon and his mom were nosing - and noising - around the vegetable garden stockade.
  • Woke up at 4:00 a.m. when Jaffa decided it was time for some Pounce treats.
  • Never really woke up since only decaf coffee was available at work this morning.



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