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Not too much going on here in the last few days. A couple of necessary shopping trips; bought some birthday presents for the doggie. The cats have these cloth toys stuffed with catnip and crinkly noisemaking plastic, and Arwen has tried to adopt these toys as her own several times. One looks like a frog and another like a butterfly. Well, it turns out that they make the frog in a version for dogs: much larger size, with a squeaker in it, instead of catnip. The punchline is that, despite the lack of catnip, Nicholas tried to steal it from Arwen as soon as he saw it. He even smacked her in the face. It's hilarious that she's afraid of him - and she is - because he's less than half her size, and normally pretty good-natured.

Today I have to do one more shopping trip to be caught up for the week, but this is a returning trip.

( six feet under - SERIOUS SPOILERS )