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The hu-dad is trying to make all sorts of excuses. Just been a rough few days. Let us list the ways –
1) Some work project “blew up” and the hu-dad had to dive into it and fix things. We wonder if that is like the stuffy blow up that we saw over on Life with Dogs? Our hu-dad can fix a lot of things, as long as duct tape is involved. Something about we give him lots of practice, whatever that means.
2) Our web server had some problems and lots of you could not get in to our website Sunday or Monday. It kind of came and went, sort of like Kodiak through the dog door trying to decide if he should nap inside or outside. Trust us, that is a lot of coming and going.
3) For some reason, that means the hu-dad got behind in checking up on all of our friends and that means he has eleventy-seven gazillion unread blogs in his Google Reader thingy. That is almost as many times as Cheoah complains about something in a given day.
Ok, fair enough, 8 pm is late for Tartok, so sometimes it is hard to tell if he goes to bed early, but trust us on this one. Because the worst is yet to come. Yep, everything else, we listened to the hu-dad complain and whine, but this was just horrific. Disgusting. Frightening.
It snowed all day Monday but most of it just melted away. I know, it should be a crime.
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