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I have been slacking on the blogging front but it is only because I have been caring for the poorly. First my ma ape's car has been sick. Look at my impression of the Betty, the dying Feminine Mystique:

And then my ma ape got sick, though not her fuel injectors like with Betty. I diagnosed her with swine flu but she said something about Al Urgee and Cy Nuss. Here is my impression of my ma ape:

The photography around here has taken a real hit as you can see below. While this shot catches my good side (the rear!), alas there is a doof who has wandered into the shot.

And here I am showing off three of my remaining four teeth and someone blew the shot!

Still cute, though.

So I will now do my bloggy version of Twittering to try to quickly catch you up on the news:

1) Betty has a replacement that I have not yet been in but it is the color of a Seattle Seahawk. Soon the interior will be coated with a thicker layer of dog fur for protection and comfort.
2) Here is a story about a police dog in Chicago who ran away because he was afraid of thunder but then he came back. SEE! All the bravest dogs are afraid of thunder. If that does not make sense to you it is only because you are NOT BRAVE.
3) I AM GOING TO HAVE VISITORS! Stan n' Sophie are descending on me next week! Ohmydog.