So, the two furry kids have started to play together. At least Indy thinks they are playing. The cat, however, is not amused and has chased him up and down the house repeatedly for the past couple of days. At first it was just an angry response to his curiosity about this strange other animal who poops in a box in the laundry room. Jeremy and I spent countless hours separating them, encouraging good play, etc. Now, we have the worst time trying to contain our laughter as the now smaller gray fuzz pursuits the golden menace around the living room, under the dining room table, and back around again, then as he runs behind one of us, as though we are to protect him from his puppy sensibilities.
In other news, we are ready for four days of geek heaven in Indianapolis at the 40th anniversary of GENCON. Jeremy has been practising, building and rebuilding his warband to take on the challenge of the 200-point D&D Miniatures tournament. I am researching the catalogue to see what I can hopefully get into, as we missed registration by a day or two. Either way, there is always plenty to do at these functions, even for those not playing Magic.
A quick look at the clock reminds me that it is time for a walk with Mr. Poo. Bye for now.
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