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Muddy, muddy dogs.

That's how I spent my afternoon. With muddy, muddy dogs.

Baby is growing like a bad weed. She's trying to reverse her coloring, which I don't really care too much for.

I have co-ownership and showing/breeding rights to Baby. I am not obligated to buy her, to take us with, but I can if I want. But I get to show her, take her out, etc. Yayness.

Hubby is mad at me, presumably about that. But I didn't ask. And I don't plan to. I have a business to run. Plain and simple.

So. A weight has been lifted and a new one placed. I'm a mom again. Even if it is only part time.