Flea scare

I thought I saw a flea on Ragnar the other day, so I panicked and bought some flea shampoo. After a thorough and surprisingly quiet and tranquil bath, no fleas were discovered. Calm was restored. I felt kind of bad that he had to have a bath for nothing, but he ended up so soft! He's a very good boy.

I'm glad I didn't have to bathe the other one. She would have taken an arm - or at least a finger.

Recent occurences

Garrett ate his first artichoke and, despite the look on his face, really liked it. I think it was more the ketchup/mayo/vinegar sauce than the actual vegetable, but who's keeping score?

Also, I cut my finger really bad. Those two things did not happen on the same night, but were pretty close. It has healed since then. Why do I feel the need to document these things?

I should take more pictures, but it's a miracle I got these on here. I graduate in a few weeks and will be really busy until then. But, I will give you dear readers some news; I am staying in Austin for another year. This blog will live on! More on that later...