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	<title>Courtney Milan's Blog &#187; i lied it was the auction not the puppy</title>
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		<title>Tuesday!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Right now, the only thing I can think about is next Tuesday at 11 AM central.  For years and years&#8211;since I was barely eight years&#8230;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Right now, the only thing I can think about is next Tuesday at 11 AM central.  For years and years&#8211;since I was barely eight years old&#8211;I have dreamed of getting a dog.  My very own doggy&#8211;not one shared by brothers and sisters, but MY dog.  But I have also tried to be generally responsible.  I didn&#8217;t want to get a dog in college&#8211;I had roommates.  And I was always so busy in grad schools, and I lived in places that didn&#8217;t allow animals, and then I worked jobs that required me to spend billions of hours away from home. .  . .  Needless to say, it was all just a little disappointing, and I was dogless.</p>
<p>But, lo and behold.  I finished my job, and now I can get my heart&#8217;s desire:  a puppy.  I have been talking about this dog endlessly.  I talked about this dog so much that my incredible critique partners threw me a surprise puppy shower at Nationals&#8211;and many of the people who visit this blog came.</p>
<p>Yesterday, I drove down to visit the litter.  The little dogs are all adorable.  At this age, they aren&#8217;t much bigger than large hamsters, but they are still loving and wonderful.  They mobbed me en masse once they figured out that I brought treats.</p>
<p>And Tuesday at 11 AM, I pick up my dog.  Later that day, or maybe Wednesday, I&#8217;ll post pictures.  I promise not to be an annoying dog owner, who can&#8217;t talk anything but puppy.  But for the first few days, I&#8217;ll probably annoy the pants off of everyone I meet.</p>
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