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Thanksgiving Day Goes to the Dogs

My dog Comang is obsessed with my sister's dog Dante. Not in a "I have a crush on you" way. Nor in a "I want to hump the crap out of you" way. It is pure, unadulterated OBSESSION wherein the entire world disappears save for this one Cairn Terrier mix. My poor furbaby, whom everyone says is one of the most well-behaved dogs they've ever seen, goes into a frenzy when Dante is within sniffing vicinity. He follows him around everywhere, goes into hyperventilation mode, and even loses control of his bowel movements (this is the dog who has never had an accident in our house). He does not mount; rather, he stands behind Dante and makes humping movements. Quite literally, he...

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“When you first came here I thought you would be hopeless. But you’re a natural.”

I have never shot a gun before.Not because I am against guns,but because I am afraid thatI will like it too much,à la Carolyn Burnhamof American Beauty. Also, klutzes and guns do not mix well. That is why I choose to stick to the piano, writing, and books. Have YOU ever shot a firearm?   (And for those of you who are thinking, "This is it — she's gone off the deep end!", calm your horses. I only had this thought after looking into methods of de-stressing and recalled that episode of HIMYM where Marshall was able to find some relief from being dumped, albeit temporarily, by visiting a shooting range with Robin. Yes, I allow cheesy sitcoms to influence my decisions. You can judge...

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