We had a bit of bother logging in today when the Isle of Dogs was down.
We found ourselves in a Perv-hub in Zindra.
Logan couldn’t get the teleport escape thing to work and we were stuck there.
Those people should keep their hands to themselves.
Some of them grabbed me in places I didn’t even know I had.
We gathered at Canis Beach in the Dog Park (while Lil was napping) to draw the winnards for the VKC “Guess the next breed competition”. Rosanna had a magic hat that drew names out of the competition datasbase. There was a lot of cheering and even more drum rolling.
I can remember that the new breed is the Yorkshire Terrier, but I had a few beers afterwards and I can’t remember any of the winners.
I found a new game, it’s called Rising Cities.
I am Mayor Miller, building a city. I have to build houses and farms and factories, but keep the residents happy so they don’t leave.
You can watch my progress here … provided it doesn’t all collapse in a heap of course.
A new bloke came to live on Turing Isle II.
Nice Chap. French, you know.
Looks like he could be Dad’s brother, or Maestro Linden’s.
Logan got a horse from Aztek.
I think she sold us a mule.
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Oh, I know what you’re thinking: “That’s not very high up“
“He just took it with a racy camera angle to make it look high. It’s probably about six inches off the ground like when they film those terrifying clinging to the window ledge of the skyscraper scenes in a thriller.“
Well, you’re wrong. (-:
That’s Pepper, the Old English Mountain Dog.
I don’t think she knows how to get back down.
