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1. kintail and nekonexus came to visit with their little eeensie weensie utterly ADORABLE ball of KEWT (cough) their six month old Pomeranian yesterday. I discover that puppies are like floor babies. (Yes you know what a floor baby is. One that crawls but does not pull to stand or cruise along furniture.) They're Hoovers. Before either visits you must vacuum or sweep mightily because they'll find anything on the floor-- Oh look dust ball! Oh look scrap of paper! Oh look ancient cracker crumb! Oh look chip of rock salt!-- and put it in their mouths.

2. To discover what Christopher Chant is like grown up, I reread Charmed Life, a book I thought I knew well. Have forgotten much. See why Sabina was so appalled at Chrestomanci's approach to gifted but intransigent children. Does he ever give a reason for not doing what he says not to do? Does he ever even define precisely what he says not to do? He does not. Naturally he fails resoundingly with Gwendolen.
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