My puppy is gone

I'm not sure where he went. One day, I had this little fuzzy thing...


...and now he's gone. In his place is this hairy beast:


I guess this guy is pretty cool too, so I'll keep him around.




Wolfie approves of the obnoxious adolescent.


Wolfie tries for regal...


...and then FAILS.


So my mother is lending me her camera. I hate it. But it's better than nothing. I've been scheming ways to get my hands on a digital Rebel sometime soon... we shall see. I'll still want a point-and-shoot most likely, but I may wait a little longer and go with the Rebel first.

Sarasota is still fantastic. I am happier here than I've been in a long, long time.

Even when Scorch sets out to prove that he can remove all of his toys 100x faster than I can put them away...