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The Joys of Puppies and Brothers, July 2009

 

An email I, Tony, sent my brother this morning – somewhat edited, to get through our own moderation system! :)

okayijustbeentoletoritetuyusoheregose:tuyu

Sorry took so long to get back to you. but we have been quite busy-ish.

My particular ish is a ****(censored) (this is a family friendly dog – er, I mean blog) little jack russell puppy dog thing.

Gilly at 2 months old on Tony's keyboard. Just a day or two after Gilly first came to her new home, trying to help Dad on the computer.

Gilly at 2 months old on Tony's keyboard. Just a day or two after Gilly first came to her new home, trying to help Dad on the computer.

This perverted twisted hedonistic horrible animal sleeps in the
office. The office we work from. The office we spend 18 to 20 hours in
every day!

This morning, as usual, I stumbled out of bed, bounced around the
room (off the walls), made my way to the garage, felt my way through the garage door, and fumbled the office door open.

I spent about an hour with aforementioned beast, and went back to bed.

Upon my second awakening, some would call it resurrection, I returned
to the office, using exactly the same route as before. But the office didn’t look the same as before…

By the way, how’re the kids?

Did you know, my four legged kid can urinate (original word censored) geographically? And the sodding thing can’t even read yet!

She left a great South Africa on her newspaper. Does she know
something we don’t? The paper got tossed…

Not puss in boots, but dog in sock. Still so little at 3 months old, Gilly wears a cut up old sock to keep warm at night.

Not puss in boots, but dog in sock. Still so little at 3 months old, Gilly wears a cut up old sock to keep warm at night.

Do your boys leave their clothes lying all over the floor? My dog thing
does. She also left her toilet paper all over. In shreds. Lots and
lots and lots of little bitty teeny weeny pieces. Only the ceiling
escaped her attention. And then Terry’s dog ****(censored) too. It left a pile of ****(censored) behind my chair. The chair I sit on when I read or we watch movies on the flat screen. Actually only a PC monitor, but we’re trying to train it to be a flat screen.

The worst thing about the toilet paper is that there wasn’t a piece big enough to pick up the ****! The best thing about the **** is that Terry cleaned it up. With a piece of toilet paper from the bathroom.

At any rate, we have removed all the toilet paper we could see, shaken
her bed out, AND swept her bed out, ‘cos the toilet paper was sticking
to it like **** to a woollen blanket.

The animal has been evicted. Another incident such as this and she
will lose her collar and bell. I have warned her!

With all the fishing you’re doing now, have you caught anything yet?

I really want to get a boat back onto the water. If you have any pics
of the Mk2 send it. And pics of your TC, I haven’t seen it yet.

I see you have a full brekkie. We have a full cup of coffee. Several a
day. And then supper. And we work our little **** off through it all.

We’re working on getting all our sites W3c valid now, and also cross
compatible on all browsers. That is a major mission, and there isn’t
enough coffee, so I need to make more very very soon. Get yourself
FireFox, its awesome. And I hated it before. About as much as that
**** dog I allowed Terry to buy from a total stranger!

Ah what the ****! I do kinda like the dog thing.

TnT

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