This is Rod, a younger brother to London, he lives in Japan.  He REALLY reminds me of London.  Can't you just see it the eyes, he's like, "Yeah, I'm riding around in a shopping cart ... cool.  My owner is doing something with cameras, but I am off in my own little world, chasing spacemonkeys in the privacy of my own mind."  At least, that's what I think London is thinking when he has that exact same expression on his face.  I've always thought Rod was an exceptionally handsome boy.  But I could be biased.



Then there are soon to be little London nieces and nephews running about, London's younger sister Cherry is being bred to the Flash.  I actually met Cherry when she was a puppy, she was adorable.  That obviously didn't change as she got older.  I'm curious what the litter will be like, a mixture of London traits and the Flash traits.  Hm ... which will win?

In the meantime, 2 weeks until lil' Puff is born.  That was quick - where does the time go?

So last night Brisbee just starts freaking out and would not stop harassing me, bouncing straight up and down, pummeling me painfully with his paws and scream-whining.  As he had just had dinner, I knew that wasn't it, so I get up and Brisbee RUNS full speed to Bruce's room and SLAMS himself into the door.  Then pummels it and scream whines.  So I let him in Bruce's room, which is obviously what he really, REALLY wanted.  A couple minutes later Bruce emerges to tell me that Brisbee had vomited all over his pants.  I thought that was sweet that apparently Brisbee just REALLY wanted to vomit on Bruce - way to share the love.