My Room

"Everyone carries a room about inside them. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say at night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall." -Franz Kafka

Sunday, November 06, 2005

A New Addition

Yesterday we got a new friend for Murphy. She's a five-year-old beagle whom we've named Lily. She came with the name Angel, but no one liked it, and she didn't come to it anyway, and so we're trying to get her used to the new signifier. She and Murphy get along well. They enjoy butt-checking each other, trying to mount each other, and simultaneously licking each other's naughty parts. And people wonder why I prefer cats.

Mom thinks Lily was bred in a puppy mill. She's clearly had litters before, and she has beautiful markings, but her snout and tail are thinner than most beagles, and she's not good on a leash, and so she probably wasn't a show dog. She's sweet, but she was spoiled at her last home, which means she begs for scraps and ignores her dog food, but mom will break her of that soon.

My leg is still broken, and I can't walk, but on the plus side, I am well on my way to saving a virtual fantasy world from the tyranny of the Old Ones. Thank heaven for RPGs.

I'll be in Grand Rapids the week before and the week of Thanksgiving, so if you live there, I hope to see you soon.

2 Comments:

  • At 4:49 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    where is the picture to go with this story? - megan

     
  • At 6:55 pm, Blogger Judy said…

    Yes. A picture would be lovely.

     

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