At the VKC Clinic

This is me and Logan at the new Virtual Kennel Club Clinic on the Isle of Dogs. This is where you go when you need to update your dog or when you have lost your dog. Some people don’t like to come here and they don’t get their own dogs back, they send someone else. This is kinda sad because they don’t get to see the place and they only believe that it is crap because that it what they were told by the dog collecting person. I am glad that I can think for myself and make my own judgements.

We are talking to Victoria and updating some of Logan’s dogs. Victoria had forgotten to bring her lunch so I gave her some of my chips.  I was going to give her some burger too, but Logan said that she probably didn’t like to eat quite the same things as me.

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I am…

I am… ONE !!

Yayyyyy! I made it to my birthday without anyone killing me.

I am Miller

I am NOE

Dammit!

I am ONE!

Logan has gone to bed so I am going out on the town (-:

I was hoping that Pell’s band would be playing, but I couldn’t find out if there was a gig or not. So I’m gonna have a couple of beers, take in a show, and stop off at the frankenbabyburger van on the way home.

Bring on the Dancing Girls!

Dad’s Broke III

Let me just recap for a moment and remind you that this is not broke as in has no money. Dad is earning money from his multiple jobs as an Approved Virtual Kennel Club Dog Trainer (come and ask him questions) and as an Animator (come and buy his stuff) because he needs a lot of money for me to inherit later.

Anyway this is broke in the sense of broken his avatar. I think that should probably say “no sense” or “nonsense” because sometimes he appears to have no sense and sometimes he definitely talks nonsense. But, I want to write this in English and not Engritch, in which, incidentally, Dad is very fluent.

It’s a bit of a story and as usual Logan was to blame. Logan has been making this new thing for the dogs to do so that they can go around the different islands and show their owners all the stuff that Blu made. We were all out helping her to test it: Blu and Dad and Cazaluff we were all there. Testing involves a lot of running back and forth between Turing Isle and Isle of Dogs because there are a lot of 4371 Errors to be dealt with. (Error Code 4371 is the “Logan is a ReTaRD Error, as you can imagine, they are very frequent.)

So Dad’s dog Pepe was running from the Isle of Dogs to Turing Isle, or rather he was supposed to be. But he must have been getting fed up with all the 4371s. On about the 6th attempt to get it right, he spotted Hannah who was hanging out in the Agility Course looking, to all intents and purposes, well fit.

So Pepe did a runner.

He jumped off the bridge, swam across the River Turing, ran up the bank leapt over the tube and met up with Hannah. I was laughing like a drain, Logan was asking what the hell was going on and Dad was saying “hontros poly grande malakas”.

And then he fell in the river.

And got stuck.

Under the water.

There he is flailing around and trying not to look like an idiot.

 

Uncle Orutra

This is my Uncle, his name Orutra Inaka, he is dad’s brother. I guess that baldness runs in the family. I hope it doesn’t happen to me.

Of course, he is spanish like uncle Fred, so he goes, ola  gabba gabba gabba joder, cojones, gabba gabba, gillpollas gabba gabba… and I have no idea at all what he has told me.

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Concert 2

We went to see the fabulous Fontana Orchestra again,

this time it was a piano concerto by a bloke with a rockin’ name:
Sergey Vasilievich Rachmaninov

This is  the pianist. Can someone please tell me her name?

and this is our great friend, Pell Smit.

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