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From the category archives:
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Just in time for Halloween, Keeper unfurled some fang upon the world. There are fewer functional fangs available these days, as evidenced by this rare close-up, but he still gets his point across pretty well.
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It’s strange to have a creation out there, a deeply mutated version of yourself, running loose and screwing everything up. I wonder if this is how parents feel. –Dexter Morgan
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The golden years are affording Keeper the time to take on several new hobbies. A favorite is removing bath mats in order to nap on a nicely chilled floor.
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Starbucks. Melbourne, Florida. BAD: I sit on the patio to read and blog and an idiot human sits right across from me (instead of the other 14 available seats), puts his dirty boots up on the table between us, and chain smokes into my face for 30 minutes. GOOD: I met Espresso, their mascot, who [...]
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Florida’s for taking it easy, and Keeper has decided to comply. He’s quit stalking and dismembering stuffed animals, sprinting around town, terrorizing the weak, and most importantly, biting. Like most 119-year-olds, he is singularly focused on eating and pooping. Most days, mission accomplished. I like the new old Keep. Surprisingly predictable, virtually harmless. Best-friend material, you might even say.
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