Zardoz would prefer that I make chicken for dinner. and feed the whole thing to him. He's on the right.

Beryle, on the other hand, had a good day at herding, and is learning how to pen the sheep.

Buster enjoys chasing his frisbee and studying how he might gain access to the kitty, and whatever the dog equivalent is of "hmm, red or white wine with that?"

I wish there was something unique to say here, but in truth i was only searching for another blog, made the mistake of signing in, and then wandered through set-up. C'est la vie. Maybe it will work some kind of writing mojo on me and i will come up with a regular writing schedule to finish the freaking dissertation.