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I know I've been pretty silent for the past few days here, but I swear I have a REALLY good reason. Several really good reasons, actually.

The first of which, I have begun registering for classes at Default Community College! There are a couple of classes I really want but they're full, so I have them on wait-list. One of them is called "Forbidden Archaeology". Seriously, how do I not?

The second reason, is Ramen. Her story is SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE! It's pretty long, but still qualifies as a short story. So far I've established the conflict, introduced all the main characters, and I'm about to dive head-on into the CLIMAX!!! This may well be the greatest piece of writing I've ever done.

The third reason is Kilo.

No, no. I'm not announcing the return of Project Kilo. Jeeze, I'm not crazy! No, this Kilo weighs about five pounds, wears a studded collar and chews on a fuzzy blue toy affecctionately called his "woobie".

We got a new puppy.

Now, before you all jump on my back for not telling you about this sooner, let me explain!

Yesterday, The Scot casually brought up the subject of getting a new dog by asking Maddy if she'd like a new playmate. Mom snapped to attention and demanded information. Turns out, some friend of a co-worker had some Mastiff-mix puppies they were giving away. A few hours later, Mom and I were in the car making a long-ass drive to Mexico, New York.

So you see, there was no time to tell you Precious Minions. It was all so sudden! Oddly enough, LandLady and LandLord went to get a puppy of their own in Cortland yesterday as well. She's a four-month-old pointer mix who loves and gets along with both Maddy and Kilo.

Kilo is five-weeks-old*, brindle-coated, and has a very Neopolitan Mastiff-looking face. We took him to my cousin's graduation party today, where he was a HUGE hit, and very well behaved.

So things have been a little hectic around here for the past few days. Sorry I didn't write about it sooner, but I was a little distracted by the furry bundle of joy lounging on my couch.

Ciao, bellas!

*LADYG DISCLAIMER: When adopting a puppy, never, EVER bring them home before they are eight weeks old at the VERY LEAST if you can help it. Kilo was an exception, because his mother refused to nurse her babies after the first few days. Since Mom has lots of experiance with small animals and sick animals and every other kind of animal requiring special care, we agreed to take him immediately. Do not do this unless you have previous experiance with below-adoption-age animals, it is an extremely complex undertaking and requires a great deal of vigilance, as a puppy that young has to eat every four hours, and has no bladder control.