Well, it's been a couple weeks since the mysterious cablemodem incident.
Now I bring you the story of the wonderdog!
My wife and I are watching her mother's dog. It's a little poodle-like thing named TIffany. Tiffany likes to pee in the floor, so we're forced to lock her in a carrier overnight.
So Gina and I are sitting around, playing on our computers, when we realize the dog's missing. We look all over, no dog. Then we look in her carrier. She's in there, with the door shut, curled up in the far back corner. Now this door is one of those with the little spring-loaded metal bars that go into the top and bottom. It requires an opposable thumb to close that door, or open it.
Her carrier's in the same room with the cable modem.
WTF?
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