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Finally got a decent photo of our black pug. He's a beut! He has to think about things alot before dealing with them. He has to sniff and sniff and sniff on a spot and think about what it all means. While the boston terrier would just take a quick sniff and head out looking for things to eat or things to chase. The collar he wears has lots of spikes on it ... just to keep Sheba from chewing on it or using it to pull him around.

-- the substitute bus-driver and retired psychobabbler ...

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Weaseled out of Lunch

Monday John was out of town.  Tuesday he showed up but said he had to leave at 10:00 to go to his other job.  I spent the rest of the day there working by myself.  NO LUNCH.
It was "brisk" this morning ... so I wore a windbreaker jacket for my ride to work.  The really cold areas were down by the rivers.  Today John showed up at 0800 ... said some company would be delivering some stuff in the early afternoon ... made sure I had a list of things that need working on ... and disappeared for the day.  He called me and changed plans:  get everything out of the kitchen ... and work on it.  NO LUNCH.

When he hired me, he told me he'd pay me and feed me ... Hmmm ... the feed thing is falling thru ... hmmm

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