Saturday, April 20, 2013

On the third day of puppy...

There was a lot of this

and this

and this
and then antibiotics for bronchitis from the Pet E.R.

(Where embarrassingly for both of us, a student who hadn't turned in her draft of the term paper yet works on the weekends--it felt like weird professor stalkery--Where *is* your paper? *When* will you turn in in?)
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