A happy ending

That dog that ran away last week was found alive.
I guess it ended up in a swamp on the other side of the train tracks from
my office and got stuck there because of the trailing leash.
It stayed there a night or two, and then started making a lot of noise.
One of the folks who lives near the swamp heard the noise, rescued the dog,
saw the posters put up for the missing dog and returned it.
Happy ending all around.
Yay.

Turkeys are not velociraptors…

( Even if they think they are… )

So, I bought a new computer

( For once the precog helped. This is another one where I go on a great length about how unhelpful store employees can be. Unless you want to read a lot of that, you might want to skip this. )