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A Fine Day

Today was a fine day for entertainment. First, I got a long long walk, which of course went through the mall. I get to choose, after all, and that's where all the people were today.  We stopped at Lush, the most dog-friendly store at Hilldale, and I got to be the greeter for a while. You'd think a store like that would be hard for a dog with my fine discerning nose, since there are so many smells in there, but no. It all works, and besides, everybody pays attention to me, and that's much more important than smells. Other people at the mall noticed me too, of course. Black Friday is for putting lots of people in a place where they can see me, right? And then this afternoon I went to play with Shadow the kitten. Visiting his house is fun, and he likes me, even if he shows it like a cat. That means he's always  reaching out to swat me with his tiny cat feet. He thinks he's tough. It's cute. The best thing - when I was there I got some bacon grease. Jan (Shad...

A Prize!

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Today I found a half cashew on the kitchen floor. I carried it outside, put it on the ground, and sat with it for a little while. Then I went inside.  I'll check on it tomorrow to make sure it's still there. This has nothing to do with the cashew. It's a vulture.

So Close!

There were four squirrels on the ground all at once. I hate leashes!

My Not So Good Day

Hi! It's me again - Cobalt. This is mine now, remember? So, here we are, It's finally getting nice and cool outside and I really like that. But there's a lot more walking in the dark, and that's not as good because there aren't as many people to notice me. Anyway, today is not looking like a Good Dog day. I don't know what the problem is, but my human isn't happy with me. On First Walk this morning I helped her go very fast, and made sure She saw every single squirrel and maybe-squirrel there was. I even told her with lots of good words when She didn't see them for herself. Then we got home and I went right out to the back yard to make sure everything was fine, then back in to tell her, then back out to make sure it still was, and back in to report... After a while She just got in the car without me and drove away and left me looking out the window. So then she came home with stuff, but not a single thing was for me so I reminded her right away tha...

Now It's Cobalt's Journal!

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Now it's mine! Mine mine mine! My blog now! Oh, you want some background. Fine, silly human with need for information and detail. I'm Cobalt. I have a big fancy name, but nobody ever calls me that, not even when I'm in trouble. I'm all grown up now, so I'm taking this blog to be mine. That's a picture of me up there. I'm really very handsome. People say so all the time. I've always been good-looking. It's not a curse at all. It's really very nice. People notice me and stop to pet me and talk about how wonderful I am. They talk about treats a lot too, but that's not nearly as interesting as me! Here's baby me, with my sister River. See my tongue here too? It's a really good tongue. River's pretty too, but she doesn't have my striking markings, so she's a teeny bit bland. Anyway, that was ages and ages ago. I'm much more grown up now. OK, so I have my own house now, and my own human, and two  kitties all my...

Restrooms from the Perspective of an LSAT Logic Game

There's a women's restroom at work. It has 7 stalls. The following are true statements. Stall 1 and stall 7 are handicapped accessible. Stall 6 has a different toilet paper dispenser that looks better but the pull is harder. Stall 4 and stall 5 have sloping floors. Stall 1 is closest to the door; stall 7 is farthest away. The toilet paper dispenser in stall 7 is impossible to use. Generic rules of etiquette suggest that one avoid using the stall next to an occupied one, if possible. Every day I walk in and have to evaluate the situation, taking all of the above into account. There's no such thing as just going to a stall to do what I came for. Stall 3 is the best, so that's what I go for, unless there's someone in 2 or 4. If that happens then all the calculations begin. It all needs to happen in the space of a few seconds so I don't look creepy. And I'm supposed to get stressed that I'll only have 35 minutes to work 4 of these problems on ...

The Saddest Thing in My House

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Calvin hated having his collar off. I think he wasn't used to wearing one before he got to rescue. Whenever I took it off he needed to know where I put it, and he'd keep going to check on it until I put it back on. It's probably silly, but I think it gave him a sense of security and place.