My mouse and the racc came over to cook me dinner tonight. It was loverly. Salmon bowls with miso and rice and lots of veggies. I always have a good time talking to the racc. Hopefully I don’t talk too much. I am an introvert but I can get going. I will say that we are on the same page politically which helps with that.

I can’t say we didn’t talk politics tonight because we did but we also talked about other things including dogs. Well and horses and donkeys because his mom has owned those and she is much more of an aminal person than I am. But I did own a dog as a child. Her name was Tigger. I was terrified of dogs before we got Tigger, even my next door aunt and uncle’s dog Fury, who was not really a scary dog. I just didn’t understand dogs. Boots the cat was kinda scary but cats are cats and Boots did scratch people. Tigger was a stray puppy who landed at my dad’s banker boss’s back door one day. Pauline (boss’s wife) was a dog person and she knew we were looking for a dog and and that’s how we ended up with Tigger.

Me and a bunch of my cousins sat on the wood pile outside the Old Cabin all afternoon the day Tigger was scheduled to come home. It was a long day but eventually my dad arrived with Tigger in tow. She wasn’t named yet and I was terrified of her. She was jumping all over the place at first. Eventually she settled down and went to sleep and somehow I was able to pick her up (UKW helped with that) and I fell soooo in love with her and have never been afraid of dogs again. I wanted to name her something like Blondie (I was *five*) but my aunt Bubs suggested Tigger because she bounced. That stuck and it was a good name for my dog.

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