Three Weeks To Go #Sigh

Hello! It’s me.

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That’s me, sprinting home at Mach 7 in an effort to see what progress has been made on my backyard. You have to understand, I’m sooooooo frustrated with the slowing pace back there. Get the darn thing DONE, #amirite?

There has been progress. We have stone in the backyard, and I like it!

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I do get crabby with the pace of progress, to be honest. Look at the upper left lip … that’s my crabby lip.

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Mom sensed my displeasure and let me see my friend Frank for an afternoon of pleasure.

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I’m being told by the powers that be that we are about three weeks away +/- from finishing this project … three weeks away from having fun stories and adventures once again.

Things are coming together, to be fair.

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See – we went from having a lunar landscape to having furniture at the bottom of an empty pool … #progress!

Veggie Bone!!

Hello. It’s me!

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Yup, I’ve got a VEGGIE BONE!!!

Here’s a video of me hiding the veggie bone … nobody will find it in the couch, #amirite?

I guess if there’s video evidence of me hiding it there, somebody is bound to find it. So I took the VEGGIE BONE elsewhere.

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Then I hid the VEGGIE BONE so well that I couldn’t get to it! Help!

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Dad saved the day … he rescued my VEGGIE BONE!

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From there, it was a frantic rush around the house culminating in the digestion of the VEGGIE BONE.

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Every Wednesday and Sunday, Dad puts a VEGGIE BONE in my dish. Every Wednesday and Sunday, I partake in big time excitement culminating in sumptuous nourishment.

Maybe I could get a bonus VEGGIE BONE? Dad? What do you say?

Three January Snaps For Your Perusal

Hello, it’s me! I thought you might enjoy a photogenic synopsis of what I now call my “January Journey” … with three images of my marvelous evolution.

January 2016:

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January 2017:

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And today:

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I went from virtually no fur to brown fur to blonde and fluffy fur. My personality remains consistently vibrant, of course, but the physical transformation is something to behold, #amirite?

Looking back to January 2016, I was utterly stubtacular.

May you have a stubtacular New Year as you undergo your own personal metamorphosis.