the little Shittard has had a bath, and his kennel scrubbed out. (i am not riding a total of ten hours in a car with a stinky puppy.) his bag is packed, and he's ready to go.

now, it's my turn. only i'm not stinky.

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i know i'll forget some vital something-or-other, but that always happens. it's a beautiful day, i've a case full of CD's, and Mission: Muffin will now commence.

i'll take pictures, and i'll even post them before Muffin's first birthday. heh!

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i think the panda is bad for the little Shittard. oh, he doesn't want to hear it, but she's no good for him. i think he ate some of her insides, and like a good puppy, promptly barfed it up this morning.

good lord.

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and a shout out to my dear friend, taer, who is undergoing some renovation-type work. send some good vibes to him, how about it?

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and HAPPY BIRTHDAY LD!!! (don't worry, maggie. the phase passes, i promise. but you might be in for a ride, dear! please give him sloppynettakissies for me. :) )

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and that's it. i'm packing up and moving on. i'm nervous, and excited, and my tummy feels like how i imagine the puppy's felt, full of....panda.

*snortle* i crack myself up.

i'll be in touch, and we'll post immediately.

love to you all. and lots of hugs. there should be more hugs.

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