The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

So, swung by Old Navy to pick up some more polo shirts on the cheap, since INSOC has a different definition of "business casual" than my current employer. While there, I happened to spot a frisbee in the bargain bucket. $1.20 later, we're set.

Yea. Fenrir + Frisbee = AWESOME! Didn't take him much time at all to figure the basic concept out, and watching him trip over his own head was a special kind of joy. We wore him completely down, but he'd still be out chasing the damn thing if he had any say in the matter - he's gazingly longingly up at it (it's on top of the entertainment center) and whimpering at the moment.

Great fun.

(Had another recruiter call today. !? This one from NG, about a job in Arizona. And thus, the trauma starts. Why couldn't they have called me a week ago?)