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- A Novel Woman, AKA Pamela Patchet, was unwittingly born and raised in Toronto instead of Paris. She worked her way from A&W carhop to political advisor to advertising executive where, on any given day, she was called upon to soothe disgruntled clients, cajole temperamental artists, juggle multi-million dollar budgets or locate trained penguins for television commercials. She married a handsome dentist for love and a lifetime of free dental care, raised three kids, and established a freelance writing career, not unlike her earlier jobs, minus the penguins.
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Is he enjoying playing in it? Or eating it? :)
Mine charge the side door until they realize there's snow on the stoop. Then they do a slide/stop til their feet hit the door jamb and out they go arse over teakettle.
Buddy is cute, but I have to say, nightsmusic's dogs sound way more entertaining!
They never look as cute as Buddy. We've had so much snow now that in the past several days, when they finally find their feet and wander off to do their business, they have this odd, tripod stance and the older one, female, tries to lift one front foot out of the snow as well. So she looks like a gecko. The younger male squats because he was neutered very young so he keeps bouncing up and down every time his dinger hits the snow. And it hits all the time.
Idiots. If they'd just go out and get things done, it would be easier.
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