Thursday, March 11, 2010

Time to Trim the Whiskers

It's gotten downright embarrassing, this poor, neglected blog has. It hasn't been updated in a year (a casual reader pointed that out in an e-mail today). One year and one day, to be exact.

I used to have a manager, a stuffy English lady, who did lots of little things to annoy me but had one saying that stuck with me. Anytime something--some piece of marketing collateral--became sorely out of date she would say, in her stuffy English accent, "It's grown whiskas, I'm afraid."

Cha Cha Chow has indeed grown whiskers.

It's not like I didn't know it was out of date. The knowing that it was out of date made it harder to come back. Like a long-ago friend that you've lost contact with, it becomes ever more difficult to take the plunge and make that first contact.

"So," you might say to that friend, "how the hell have you been the last 20 years?"

So, how has the blogosphere been since I last wrote? Things are good here. Leo is still kicking. Sure, he's been up to some shenanigans over the past year. Made some quick trips to the vet. Been tossed out of the groomer's. Surprised me with some grand feats of athleticism and daring. Earned some new nicknames. Mostly though, he's still awesome, and he stinks.

I promise to bring the world up to date on his escapades--some other time.

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