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Saturday night, dance, I like the way you move pretty baby

Shawshank, July 17, 2025

I slept like the dead last night. I don’t think I moved too much in the night, I’m a little stiff this morning. I think Podrick was mostly good this morning, only starting to play with a toy or chase his tail, or climbing the tapestry until it was just about time to get up.…

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Fire all of your guns at once and explode into space

Shawshank, July 16, 2025

It’s been an evening, night and morning. Last night I was just high enough that I could hear every sound and object that Podrick was playing with. He got onto the Warhammer shelf, but only knocked down and was playing with just one figure. From there he just played with a couple of his own…

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Straightening the curves, yeah flattenin’ the hills

Shawshank, July 15, 2025

Podrick was a very good boy this morning, and let us (probably just me) sleep to our normal wake up time. Now, he’s annoying Pippin. So all is right in his little world. It’s a gray, chilly morning out there today. Hopefully, it warms up a little as the day goes on. It truly feels…

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Here’s your ticket, pack your bags time for jumpin’ overboard

Shawshank, July 14, 2025

Good morning everyone. Podrick was so excited for the day, he was up wicked early. Then he wanted is to get up. I finally understand how my parents felt on Christmas Day, when I’d burst into their room at some ungodly hour. Point taken, fam. No cap. Before we went over to Shady Acres, I…

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My sticky paws were in to making straws out of big fat Slurpee treats

Shawshank, July 13, 2025

It’s bright and sunny out there, so while Pippin was eating her breakfast, and in between making sure Podrick wouldn’t jump up onto the table to steal her food, I opened the back door, and then the front door. Then back to guard duty. Crystal took the Rick of Pods into the bathroom while Pippin…

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I’m gonna tell you bout a beat, that’s gonna make you move your feet

Shawshank, July 12, 2025

Good afternoon, bitches. Finally home. I was up at the ass-crack of dawn, so I could be at work at o’dark thirty to open up the shop. My coworker was late, because he thought we opened at 10am. Technically, he was only 5 minutes late. I got the store open very quickly – before he…

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