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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Not a creature was stirring.

The cat from National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.
Inka was this |  | close to looking like the cat from the National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation yesterday. At least that's what Abe said when he ran into the living room. Oh, Abe. He's such the worrywart.

"I'm just messing with him," Inka said after pretending to gnaw on Christmas lights. "He's such a tool."

Come on now, Inka. He's not that bad. I mean, sure he worries about dog hair on the couch, and OK right... he's got this thing about making sure Inka's not clawing the coffee chairs. And, yeah, maybe he's a bit too concerned about paws off the table, but you know... he was only doing it for Inka's protection.

"Maybe we should put up those scats again," Elle says. No, please don't. Those scare the crap out of me. Seriously. Random PSSTs! going off left and right. It's enough to make me wet myself, and you sure as hell don't want that happening.


If Inka would just stop investigating the X-mas tree, perhaps maybe we could have a regular holiday. You know? Just us, chilling in the sun. Maybe a present or two. That's all I really want.

Well... Merry X-mas, anyway.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

We are the Champions, my friends!

Champs.
Well, we're certified. Abe and I are. We're champions. Mostly, I did all the work, pulling his butt along, but you know, he did his part, too, I guess. He made up for our disastrous disqualification, our DDQ, a few weeks ago.
Us on the warm-up run.

Game faces on!
Today, we finished first at the Polar Paws 5k, and we sealed our place in the history of Polar Paws. Champs. Bam. We received the Rudolph Award, the first dog + human who lit the way. Winner. Man. Did Abe make up for it. He even dressed up like the big man himself. Red hat, t-shirt, shorts. Wow. Did we do a great job. I can't say enough about it. 

We even got our photos taken.

"Santa" and his "reindeer"
I think I like this running thing. What's next? Doing canine 10ks? Feline 15ks? Hamster halfs? Mongoose marathons? Uakari ultras? I don't know, but whatever it is. With Abe, I can't go wrong. Well, you know. It doesn't hurt to think positive, right? Abe's sensitive that way.