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Apparently when you are nine (and a dog), you stop caring.

Unless the doorbell rings, or there is a lizard in the yard, or thunder, or fireworks.

Okay, maybe you just are VERY specific about what gets you wound up.

His pose, however, is indicative of how things are going around here.

Sick, sick, sick and more sick.


Grand Master H returns to school

More spider photos