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Celebrating Fathers Day 2015

on June 21, 2015

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Skunked!

We'll be the first to admit that there are some natural urges that we just can't seem to push aside. For Rozi, it's well-documented that the sight, smell, sound, or even implication of "food" makes here beeline for the source, whether or not it's something that's edible (for example, this past week she discovered that contact lens holders, while appearing to be two big fat mints, are really just plastic, but that it doesn't hurt the taste or texture of the snack). For Izzi, it's her instinct to guard the house from predators, both small (birds, squirrels, babies in strollers) and large (coyotes, dogs, FedEx trucks). There have been many times where Izzi's boldness and thinking of only the house and not her own safety have worked out well for everyone. Who can forget the time that she chased a squirrel out of the yard, and by "chased" we mean "ran to the place that the squirrel had been about a minute before, and ran around

Chinese Food & Ben

Another work day. Here I am getting ready to go to work: So, Friday at work, I went for Chinese food. Okay, not me; my typist. And we walked there. Okay, not me; my typist. I was carried. And, it was a looooong walk/carry through West Newton. We finally got there and picked up the food, and then we had to walk/carry back. I was tired! Happily, there was a small park that I could run in (as a break) before we got back. Then, back at work, I ran around outside to unwind...what a schlep for some Szechwan food! At home, Ben was visiting. I barked and barked and barked at him. I guess I didn't remember him too well. He fed me a treat, and I was calmer, but not completely. Maybe the next time I see him, I won't be so loud/scared. Anyway, we got a book that was wrapped in bubbles. Woo Hoo ! Here's what I looked like when I tried to eat the bubbles: And, here's a short film for your entertainment. Am I too late for an Emmy? Today, I'm off to New York! I'm so excited!

Couch Time

Many people have a favorite place to be. We have heard that some people who have children like to go to "Disneyworld", which is not close to us, over and over and over again. Others enjoy visiting "Europe" a lot, which is also far away. And, still others prefer to go to "Walmart" every day to buy cheap crap, and which is also not near where we live. But, we get it: if a place makes you happy and gives you a good feeling, you like to go there. For us, that's our couch. "Couch Time!!!!" We both really enjoy "couch time" because after a long day where we have thrown our bodies into unusual positions on our floor, and on our rug, and on our blue blanket, it's nice to be able to throw our bodies into an usual position on something soft and cushiony. The couch has pillows that we can sit on or that Rozi can lean up against while she puts one leg in the air above it while smushing her belly into the space between pillow and couch. Ther

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