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Sunday, July 19th, 2009

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    1:35p
    In which I become an editor a lot sooner than expected.
    Last night at fighter practice (I didn't fight but Shade did, and he looked adorable in Vlad's combat gear), Vlad asked me if I wanted the position of chronicler. Apparently after some recent events it's now up for grabs, and I'm the best candidate for the job. The only caveat is that I would need to be an official member, but that's like $20 a year so whatevs ($35 if I wanted to subscribe to the SCA newsletter). Basically I would be in charge of the canton newsletter, to be released whenever I have the time. Formerly it was a quarterly newsletter, but he said I could make it as frequent as I liked.

    I'm both excited and terrified. The idea of being totally in charge of a whole newsletter is awesome (okay, usually it's like an eight-page mini pamphlet, but still!), but on the other hand I really, really don't want to screw it up. Plus I'm a little iffy on what the hell to put in it. Fortunately I'm not the only person expected to write for it, and others will contribute articles, but it's a responsibility nonetheless.

    Current Mood: hopeful

    5:52p
    Don't get me wrong, I love the teenydog, but....
    After a year and a half of living with Cricket, I have decided that I will never, ever have a dog under 10 lbs. While she is darling and possessed of a sparkling personality, after two broken legs in under a year and hypoglycemia, she is just way too delicate. In addition, she seems to have no clue that she IS delicate, and shows no qualms in leaping off furniture* and wrestling with the cats, even on three-and-a-half legs. (Technically she still has all her limbs, but the left front leg sort of...dangles and isn't good for much more than keeping balance.)

    So my next dog? Whippet. Totally, completely, and utterly whippet. A medium-sized breed that I'm familiar with and that has few physical weaknesses. Toy breeds are adorable, and I love my Pekingese (actually, I wouldn't mind having another of those, but good breeders are hard to find, and I'd be leery of ill-bred rescues), but I don't want anything inclined to athleticism without the sturdiness to back it up.

    I've also considered rescue greyhounds, but they're a bit on the large side for me. Large dog = large food bill + large waste to clean up.



    *It was just the one time, from a height of maybe eight inches; we monitor her VERY carefully, but she can be so freakin' fast and agile that it's hard to prevent her sometimes. Spindly Chihuahua body + fearless Dachshund brain is a nightmare combination.

    Current Mood: calm

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