I am in a big entirely wood paneled room so I think that’s counts for a lot of knocking.

I am in a big entirely wood paneled room so I think that’s counts for a lot of knocking.

Feel free to beat box your way around the room.

I think we'll have to see who needs a home when we're ready. It'll be a rescue.

If you consider a German Shepherd then we work with a great rescue down here in Los Angeles.

I genuinely gasped with excitement when I read this!

My reaction was gasp and DOGGO!!!!!

knock on wood for no more snags so y'all can get this amazing house with bigger guinea pig habitat and a doggo.

Sorry about the COVID, Hec. I hope it continues to be mild, and that JZ and Matilda manage to duck it. Yay dog!

I have my evening meeting tonight, which goes 1.5–2 hours past my usual quitting time. I discovered this morning that my manager forgot I'd been attending them for the past year. Luckily I discovered this via a Slack chat so he didn't see the massive amount of side-eye aimed his way. And I got instant work cred. for a year of above and beyond.

In retrospect I wish this had come up closer to PEP season. Oh well, I'll be sure to re-remind him then.

I have made it clear to both of them tonight that if either one of them EVER talks to me like the way they talk to each other I'm going to stay at Mom's and I'm going cancel/change passwords for everything I pay for. I also told M that we have to make getting our own place a priority.

I am super proud of you, askye! That was a hugely brave and important thing to do.

Just had a huge raptor come hang out in my front yard for a few minutes. I offered it a dove to snack on but the dumb doves showed a moment of self preservation. Much bigger than the usual Cooper's Hawk we usually see.

So far so negative for everyone except Hec, and fingers crossed it continues thus.

Heh, Toddson, that may be a *bit* much for two middle-aged lady pigs. I was thinking more something like this.

Poor Prubsie has a big benign fatty mass on one of her mammary glands; the vet is 99% certain it's entirely benign, but because they can occasionally just decide to spread and *become* malignant, the vet feels it would be wise to get it removed. So she's going in for breast reduction surgery next month. It's supposed to be a routine procedure, but we will all be nervous wrecks on that day.

I'm finally getting to the point where I have to be brave and can't put off avoiding being scared.

Late to the party, but proud of you for standing up for yourself!

Likewise askye, good going.

Gus Kenworthy just qualified for the Freeski Halfpipe finals by the skin of his teeth! I think I may have personally cursed a competitor who was threatening to bump him out of contention—I hissed "FALL!" during his run in my best possessed-Regan-in-The-Exorcist voice and a half second later the guy went tumbling down the slope.

Doggo!!! Much excite!!!

Ha, well done Matt. Can you focus some of that attention on... well, I have a list.