Dog does not have a microchip. I can bring him to Animal Control tomorrow. Have borrowed a crate from the Humane Society to house him tonight.

Judging from his reaction when I left him alone in the house for 30 seconds while I got the crate out of the car, I don't think this is going to be a restful night for either of us.

Echidna puggle update:

Excellent!

My own echidna update: the family Tea visited Healesville Sanctuary on the weekend. Ryan helped the keepers feed the ducks. But his highlight was that not only were the echidnas active while we were there, it was feeding time! (They get fed a nutritious paste.) The little man was thrilled.

Echidnas also, quite rightly, get a mention in this article: [link]

Yeah, the FBI involvement has been bothering me too. And what is Kelley? She isn't really State, so I guess she is a political appointee? Broadwell may end up getting the Manning treatment, not because she posted as much info as he did out of a stated desire to do so, but because therer is more going on here than we know.

Oh, dear, Dana. Can you fit the crate in your bedroom, so the dog doesn't feel alone?

I had to have the St. Bernard sleep in the same room with me: if he's left alone for very long he starts to cry and bark.

But now I'm back in my own home bundled in my favorite sweatshirt. I cleaned my house and put new sheets on my bed and there's only one dog in the house, yay. (Of course she's lone, but sorry kid.)

My payoff for the dogsitting was a necklace, some earrings, and a nice bottle of Pisco from duty-free. And my sister is taking my folks to the psychiatrist so I don't have to, yay.

I could fit the crate in the bedroom. I don't know if that would make it better or worse.

I don't know if that would make it better or worse.

If he has separation anxiety, it could help. Has he napped in the same room as you?

CaBil! Long time no see. How are you?

That's all I got at the moment as I am running out the door.

He's done nothing but sleep since I brought him in this morning. Just conks right out on the carpet. Or in the car. The only problem was trying to navigate roundabouts. He kept sliding around.

Man, one of the new people here just totally land-mined a conversation. I have a standing jibe thing going with one co-worker, and we got to talking about language and ethnicity, and she (not jibey jibe) got an innocent look on her face and started asking what people's names meant.

I've given my suffix sob story, and she turns to Jibey McJiberson, and he doesn't know. Looks it up, and he's apparently Supreme Lord (which she knew, since she's all-them-lingual) and now he won't stop crowing. However, the boss's name means he who can not be defeated, so I'm not sure about the immovable object/irresistible force thing we got going on.

I need to look up communities that deliberately name kids unflattering names to avoid provoking the gods. I know it's a thing, but I don't know whose thing it is.

And while I'm random--I'd love to put in a standing order with someone for True Lime and True Orange. Why can they not be sold in stores near me? Such a cheap item to buy online onesy twoesies.

Brenda--your Rishi friend needs to know that the purchasing process on his website feels interminable. I've gotten distracted twice, and now won't be surprised if I don't have to start all over again. It really doesn't feel efficient.

(And I wish I knew why Paypal doesn't have better penetration--from a customer point of view, it's definitely my preference for purchases under $50 or so. Not enough ROI? Security? Gnargh.)

The internet generally seems to agree that having the crate in the room is probably better.

He'd probably be fine out of the crate, to be honest, but 1) I don't want him tearing up the house if he's bored or scared, and 2) the house isn't safe for him. Even if I shut the bedroom doors, there are electrical cords he could chew on.