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The chronicles of a tired person

Playing hard!

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This evening the boys were especially interactive with each other. During our walk around the block, Finn decided to block Tate as much as possible and then tackle him. I had to stop several times to stand between the two of them. When it got to be too much, i just wrapped Finn's leash around my hand so it was shorter and i had better control over him. Then when we got home all they did was play real rough together for the next hour or so. Luckily the "burrs" weren't home. The "burrs" are our "lovely" neighbors downstairs who communicate like Neanderthal people by pounding.

We are all in bed now. Finn is sleeping and Tate is chewing on his "Sheepy" stuffy. I'm laying down too. I'm so tired.