Pupzebubs were ecstatic, to say the least. We've really got to take down that treehouse-- it scares the crap out of me when I walk out into the back yard and she's all the way up on the deck of the treehouse. On the other paw, I'm afraid she'll go way up in the tree if the treehouse isn't there. She's slightly insane, that one. *le sigh*
Tail wagging to beat the band, Praline seemed to be a series of dozens of hinges. Himself says she is like a salmon on meth. True, that.
Good to have my pups at home and me with them. I'll try to get to that range report on Blogorado tomorrow. Was a grand time.
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