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Playing around with the blog a bit. Expect random changes.

More echo pics.

O.O

Puppies are SO CUTE!
Echo is SO CUTER!
OMG!
*freaks*

We brought Echo home today. He whined a bit in the car, but all is forgiven. After all, he was leaving his puppy brothers and sisters for the first time. He sat on my lap most of the time, looking out the window, snoozing, panting. When he looked out the window, people in passing cars would smile and AWwww at him.
When we got home, I played with him in the kitchen for about 30 minutes, until he collapsed behind mom (she was leaning up against the counter, making a sort of cave behind her back) and quickly fell asleep.

I will post many pictures tomorrow!

My Birthday is... Today!

My birthday is today. I remember only a few years ago waking up and running around screaming because I would get mounds of presents.

Heh.
Heh.

I'm looking forward to the cake. And I get to open a couple presents. It's a lot simpler then it used to be. Calmer. I like it.
Next time we go up north I'm going to have Birthday v.2. Just like we have (had) Christmas and Christmas v.2. And if we where lucky, Christmas v.3.

So wish me happy birthday or.... I will curse you with the Summoning Dark!
(The Summoning Dark is in the Terry Pratchett book Thud!. Read it, it's awesome. AND NO I'M NOT TELLING YOU ABOUT IT!)

Somethingorother.

We are going to choose a puppy tomorrow morning.
I'll post more later.

The next day:

O. M. G.
Puppies, more specifically Golden Retriever puppies, are the cutest things in... ever.
We chose a puppy today. He's a darker furred pup with a very calm, relaxed attitude. And he is -cute-.

When mom was holding him, she started to cry. I think I know why -- the puppy resembles all that is Jamie, along with all that is the new puppy. And it is named Echo, as I have said. I dunno, the combination of moving on and remembering Jamie is tough.

Anyway.. I was going to write more, but I can't find the words.. I'll post pictures of little Echo soon.

We are bringing him home on August 27.

Update - DIA

I went to the Detroit Institute of Art today, David and his family invited me along. I've been to what, one museum in my life? Two? Not that many. So of course I loved it. There where a ton of cool, awesome Oil Paintings, from Picasso to William-Adolphe Bouguereau, who painted The Nut Gatherers. I can't say much about the place, except that it's really really cool. And they have good food. Nomnom.

So, an overview of the day;
On the drive to the DIA, me and David nom'd on some Cereal Bars and chattered about Music. He tried to get that song, We Rock, stuck in my head, but I avoided it by getting One Tin Soldier stuck in my head, instead.

When we got there, we wandered around Ooo'ing and Aahhhh'ing at sculptures and paintings. Oh, and I learned David can Pick-pocket me. With ease. I had a pencil in my front pocket and he picked my pocket for it a bunch of times, then put it back. Without me noticing. Seriously! He's good.

We had food from the cafeteria there. Not amazing food, but good food. And the desserts where awesome. Lemon Bars, Brownies, nomnomnomnom.

On the way back home, we stopped and got some Ice Cream from McDonalds. I looove Ice Cream. NomNomNom. While we ate, David took his Laptop out of his backpack (I need a laptop..) and we started typing up a story. Oh, and he tried to get Everybody Makes Mistakes and some other annoying song stuck in my head, but I got Light the Candles stuck in my head instead. Hah...

In September, some time, I might go with David and his family to the Shed Aquarium in Chicago. That would be so epicly awesome! I've never been to an Aquarium!

Thats all.

More of that story. Part one of chapter one.

"Did you kill the human scum?" Sungore asked, rapping his claws on the arm of his throne. His bright blondish gold glittered in the dull light of the Lord's Chamber. It wasn't a large building, only big enough for his throne, bed and table. Still, it was grander then any other building on Felinious land, it had walls without gaps and a roof made of wood, not grass.
"Yes sir, I mean, my lord!" My friend, Moonblood, stammered. I decided to help her out, being near her father always freaked her out.
"Yes, my lord, the humans won't be getting any information from those spies." I said with a measured amount of respect. Sungore twitched his whiskers contemptuously, his golden tail swishing with ever-present irritation.
"Good. Your next assignment is to go away. Go study or whatever you idiot students do. Lupo, whatever your name is, you can stay in the tribe. For now." Lord sungore growled. I nodded, then glanced at Moonblood meaningfully. We left the building.
It was dawn outside, the rising sun staining the dry, grassless ground red, like the blood of the sky spilled upon the ground. The clans land wasn't large, just a chunk of wastelands that the humans had rejected. Still, it worked as our home. A few Felinious -- the half cat residents of the Tribe -- where jumping out of the trees they slept in, talking to friends and organizing hunts. A mother Felinious with stunning white fur was herding two kits towards a tree, where they sat. All in all, it would have been a wonderful sight is all of the people weren't terribly skinny, so much that they seemed living skeletons with fur. The kits began crying, begging for food.
"Come on," I muttered to Moonblood, who was inspecting her claws. "Lets go to the Library and study. I want to learn why the humans are so savage." Moonblood nodded her white and black spotted head and we set off towards the library, weaving around starving elders with not enough strength to get up.
The library was the smallest of the buildings in our land, with just enough room for two shelves of old, yellow books and a bench. As soon as I entered, I heard a loud hiss and a black cat threw itself at me from where it had been sitting on top of a stack of books. Taken by surprise, I growled and swatted at it. The cat landed its back paws on my hand and pushed off, doing a flip before landing back on the books and arching its back.
"Hey Blueleaf." said Moonblood calmly. The cat seemed to relax when it saw her, jumping on to her furry shoulders and purring.
"Hi Moonblood." the cat said. I tried to stop from gaping, I really did. The cat looked at me and twitched its whiskers in amusement.
"Yes, I am an Origin Felinious. My name is Blueleaf. Nice to meet you, Lupis of the Canious tribe." she said. Idiot, I told myself, you know Origins can read minds! Of course she knows your name.
"So, what are you looking for today?" she asked, jumping gracefully back to her stack of books. Still shocked by seeing an Origin, I stammered my response.
"A history on, on humans." Blueleaf looked up at me, her tail strait up like an exclamation point.
"Ooo!" she exclaimed, jumping off the books and, when she landed, trotting towards one of the shelves of books.
"This shelf is all human history. Wars, diseases, famines, discoveries, all of that. Now, for you I would suggest..." Blueleaf stood up on her hind legs, putting her front paws on an old, thick book titled, "The Road to Glory, Humans and Why they Succeeded."
"Why they succeeded! I know that already, they just kill everything that gets in their way. I want to know what will make them fail!" I growled. Blueleaf dropped down to all fours and gave me a calculating look.
"Ah, but those are one and the same, are they not?" she asked. I opened my jaws to say something, then gave it up. It was no use, arguing with an Origin. They where always one step ahead. I leaned down and picked up the book, flipping it open to a random page.
"Many philosophers think that the human race is going to grow so advanced that eventually they will colonize other planets." I read aloud. Moonblood, who had been silent for a while, looked at me sideways and said, "Uh?". Shrugging my black furred shoulders, I sighed and replied, "I don't know what it means either. Oh well, thanks Blueleaf." The Origin, who had jumped back on to her stack of books, waved her tail in farewell as Moonblood and I left the building, wondering what to do next.
"We could go hunting." suggested Moonblood. I shook my head, replying, "No, the humans no doubt realized that their scouts are dead and now have probably sent more troops. It's too risky to go out now." At first I was confused by the shocked, horrified expression on Moonblood's cat-like face. Then I realized what I was saying, and smacked myself in the muzzle.
"Correction," I announced, "That sounds like a great idea! Lets go hunting."



Do ya like it? It gets more exiting. This is just the beginning.