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Ner's Random Musings on a life of interesting insights

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May 1st, 2008

Thursday, the day of traffic, walking, and whip cream @ 04:02 pm

Current Location: Morristown, NJ

 
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From:vitaoamore
Date:May 1st, 2008 08:24 pm (UTC)
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Ummm... the first four or five paragraphs of your entry are repeated, and if you were trying to put a cut in there... it didn't work. Neither did you italics or underlines, it just left the code in there.


That is super cool. It actually makes me kind of miss my dog. I'll get to be with her again in a week. My mom had to spend a day or two with her at the animal hospital because she got something in her eye and it got all infected and swollen. My poor baby! I'm glad things are working out with Velvet, she sounds adorable!
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From:djner
Date:May 1st, 2008 10:16 pm (UTC)
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I fixed the code. Yep, she's super cool. It's totally different to have a dog as a pet and train with one. There's always really such a delicate balance between getting them to trust you and you trusting them so that you can work them properly. They have to feel like they want to work for you, otherwise you're up a creek. Sucks about your dog ... I hope you get to see it soon.
From:vitaoamore
Date:May 2nd, 2008 03:36 am (UTC)
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Yeah, I know there's a big difference... but I'm betting the love is still there. lol. I rescued my dog from a woman that was abusing her. She's more like my baby than my pet, as I had to put in a lot of TLC before she would come out from under the dining room table. The woman who had her had three young children that would chase the dog and pull on it and she took Gretel (the dog) out for walks, and she would limit how much she fed Gretel and how much water she gave her so that she would have to take the dog out when it wasn't convenient for her. But Gretel loves me, she gets so excited when I go home, and my mom says she cries at the front door when she realizes I'm not coming back. lol... like I said, the dog is more like my child than my pet. *love!*

Ner's Random Musings on a life of interesting insights

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