lost and found

kim: i was installing the light fixture in the stairwell (way high up), when i dropped one of the decorative threaded balls that goes on the end of the screws. rats. i heard it bounce down the bottom steps, then roll and roll and roll. i knew i'd be searching forever for it. and i did look for quite some time, before i happed to see something on top of peanut's ottoman. it was the ball!

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peanut: i thought you would be looking for this, so i gathered it up for you.

pontoon ride

kim: peanut is not particularly a water dog. the one time she jumped in a river, she came out faster than she went in. and if we walk near a pond or lake, she's happy to be on the shore. that's fine with me - less wet dog smell.

however, she managed to walk on the dock and jump into the pontoon we rented over the holiday weekend. she was a little nervous at first, but soon she seemed to enjoy it, and even got back into the pontoon the next day.

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peanut: that was fun. i'm ready to go again.

sticks

kim: peanut played "sticks" for the first time over the holiday weekend (sticks being fetch with a stick as opposed to a ball - we call that game "ball"). there weren't any appropriate balls around the cabin, so she found a stick and brought it over. i threw it, she retrieved it, and voila! the game of sticks was born.

danny and uncle chuck played sticks with her, too.

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peanut: do i have to give you the stick first in order to play?

look ma, no arms

kim: peanut is a very long dog when stretched out end to end, even without her front legs.

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peanut: i'm pretending to be two-legged, like a people.