Peanut's parents got back from Germany today, drawing an end to a charmed week dogsitting. Initially I was down, as this meant the loss of the Loft and the best snuggler in all the land, but I was immediately picked back up by the souvenirs Kim and Phil got for me. I think there's a theme here, but I can't be too sure. What I DO know is that I can't WAIT to sink my teeth into one of those Mini Dickmann's.
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