A Legal Alien

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09 May 2006

Samson's here. For the whole week. Why?? Because my parents are gone and he's my dog, damnit. I was bored. I was looooooonely. And he's my dog. So I went and got him. Bah. Only now? He has gas. Like really, really bad gas. Like I can hear it across the room, a small explosion that signals, "Fire in the hole!" before the fatal radioactive cloud settles across the atmosphere. I thought Mel had ferocious farts. Oh no. Mel was silent but deadly. Samson is "I am dog. Know my scent." And just like 30 seconds ago, I found a puddle under the desk. The dog peed under the desk. On the tile. Bah.
"Know my scent and here, let me leave a sample for urinalysis."

I spoke to the sheriff's deputy today about our case with F. He called her today for a statement and the whole file is going to the detective tomorrow. She's hired a new attorney so I called our attorney to let her know. Nothing more to report on the legal front. We're just waiting for the hearing in June.

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