The Most Dangerous Baby Duck In The World

…but he’s sooooo cuuuute

Not much to report from Dr. Cross’ Luxury Spa For Spoiled Basset Hounds. I have, after far too long, gotten back into using the treadmill. So far, I’m up to two 15 minute sessions a day, but I add a minute or two every day, so by my birthday (the 29th) I should be pretty near a half hour per session. Of course, I still go an a 1-2 mile walk with Daisy every night, but what with us stopping every 15 feet for her to either sniff something or pee, it’s not exactly hardcore walking.

DunDraCon is about a month away, so once again I encourage any of you gamer types who might be considering some Presidents Day weekend con going to attend it. And if you do go, look me up and say hello.

Since we’ve had a full week of no rain, it’s looking like a dog park going/gardening/housecleaning kind of weekend here. With a couple of hours alotted for movie going, natch.

Gotta go. More bloggage later.