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senashenta) wrote2007-01-25 11:46 pm
senashenta) wrote2007-01-25 11:46 pm
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Chocolate And Tan
Ahhh, my thumb isn't bleeding anymore~ yey~
Though I think I still need to be careful with it. Because of where it is, I keep catching it on stuff. And I didn't start clay work on my Ouran ponies today because I was thinking about it, and I doubt getting sculpey into it would probably be a bad thing. >>;
Maybe tomorrow.
So I called Dad today, since I hadn't talked to him on the phone in a while.
Lois's brother died two days ago... he's been dying for about two months now. Or, I suppose he's been dying for about eleven years; he was in a car accident back then, and got a blood transfusion that was tainted with hepatitus. He finally gave way.
So Lois isn't doing really great right now, obviously, and neither of them have been sleeping well.
Dad also told me about this litter of puppies they had born a few days ago. Two of them are raven black, one is black with white socks, and the last one is chocolate-and-tan; he says the black one with white socks won't sell because people seem to think coloration like that is "odd", but I think it would be cute.
As for the chocolate-and-tan one... that coloration is rediculously rare, so Lois is already covetting that pup, and plotting for when she can breed it. lol. Dad keeps joking about how much money he could get for it, and every time he does Lois just gives him a look.
Unfortunately, though, the mother dog has decided she wants nothing to do with the litter, so they have to bottle feed them. Lois is not impressed with her. ^_^; It happens sometimes, but it's never a happy thing when it does...
Though I think I still need to be careful with it. Because of where it is, I keep catching it on stuff. And I didn't start clay work on my Ouran ponies today because I was thinking about it, and I doubt getting sculpey into it would probably be a bad thing. >>;
Maybe tomorrow.
So I called Dad today, since I hadn't talked to him on the phone in a while.
Lois's brother died two days ago... he's been dying for about two months now. Or, I suppose he's been dying for about eleven years; he was in a car accident back then, and got a blood transfusion that was tainted with hepatitus. He finally gave way.
So Lois isn't doing really great right now, obviously, and neither of them have been sleeping well.
Dad also told me about this litter of puppies they had born a few days ago. Two of them are raven black, one is black with white socks, and the last one is chocolate-and-tan; he says the black one with white socks won't sell because people seem to think coloration like that is "odd", but I think it would be cute.
As for the chocolate-and-tan one... that coloration is rediculously rare, so Lois is already covetting that pup, and plotting for when she can breed it. lol. Dad keeps joking about how much money he could get for it, and every time he does Lois just gives him a look.
Unfortunately, though, the mother dog has decided she wants nothing to do with the litter, so they have to bottle feed them. Lois is not impressed with her. ^_^; It happens sometimes, but it's never a happy thing when it does...
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