I apologize to any regular readers, or the reader, or to the ethereal blogosphere for my lapse in blog entries here. You see, I got a puppy. My nurse's daughter bred a husky and malamute and had a litter of nine. They were kind enough to give me literally the pick of the litter. She has beautiful black and white markings with those steely blue eyes that huskies tend to get. She is a good puppy and as playful as one would expect. Unfortunately she tends to like to play when I'm trying to type on my lap top.
Anyway, I do have a story here. My puppy's father temporarily escaped from his home with one of his buddies and made it all the way to the other side of town before being caught. Unfortunately there was one casualty in the form of a rabbit. The rabbit owners were livid at their loss apparently and demanded to the dog owners that they should be put down. Words were exchanged and threats of getting their own shot gun made, but when the sheriff arrived he restored order and the rabbit would be the only one to lose his life that day.