Non-blog post post

I’ve had lots of good ideas for posts for The Commune this week. Some ranting. Some pointing out good things. Some talking about writing. Some not. Some going “huh”? The end result, when this happens, when I’m bombarded by ideas all at once and they all seem very good and something I should write about now, immediately, before the timeliness disappears is, you get nothing, or rather, instead of nothing, you get a recent picture of and lots of babbling about the puppy.

He’s eight months old now, weighs somewhere around 50-lbs, and will still be in the chewing stage for at least two more months.

Most days, it's hard to remember how small he was a mere six months ago, but I'm glad he joined our lives, even when he's a complete and total PITA. I hope the chewing stage ends soon.