6/17 Gus is mine
He's exploring my office right now. A little while ago I was holding him and he started whining. I took him outside and he pooped. What a smart little critter!
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I returned to the states in June 2004, and began what I expected to be a boring life. My expectations were not met. Sure some of it is mind-numbing, but I've been having mini-adventures that keep me pseudo-sane.
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6 Comments:
At 11:45 PM,
Dave said…
I sent a copy of the bottom photo to Uday and he wanted to know if it was a real dog or a stuffed animal.
At 7:40 AM,
Jer said…
My sister met Gus in person, DF, and she wondered the same thing. He's sure a little cutie.
At 11:41 AM,
Cindy said…
He's so tiny that grass blades trip him up! He's TOO cute for words.
At 3:45 PM,
Jer said…
He sure enjoyed meeting you, Joe, Marcia and your dogs. :)
At 6:05 PM,
Anonymous said…
Jer, I saw you on national TV bagging sand. I think I recognized your 100 watt smile!
Steve "his basement got wet when the power went out and his sump stopped sumping"
At 8:46 PM,
Jer said…
Hey, Steve, good to hear from you. If that person on tv was young and thin then it was me. :)
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