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Here's a picture on the day I was brought home.

Thursday, March 19, 2015


Yes, that is the top of my peoples' heads.  Since this blog is all about me, they remain in the background.  Funny trip so far today.  They started spelling things like "it's about time to F-E-E-D the D-O-G."  I figured out long ago that when they start spelling, they are trying to be mysterious.  Today, I pretended to be asleep, but one minute after they were done spelling, I gave them my "I'm hungry" noise.  I don't want them to know that I'm on to them;  they might start writing things down, and I don't read well.  Oh, and how many episodes of Serial on NPR can they listen too? It's so clear who did it….

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