Valenth critters and my gentle insanity

Yeah, yeah, I'm a dork. We know this. But bear with me, this silliness is the only computer gaming type activity I do. You know you want to indulge me. Won't you feed up my virtual-critters for me?

Oh yes...I've set up Shard that she only eats Stolen Souls (heh. Shard in any incarnation exists for me to corrupt and make evil, apparently) and Danielle gets fed kinder stuff. I believe that both of them will grow up canine. You choose what to feed the rest, because that's part of the fun.

Oh yeah, speaking of Danielle and Shard...what deep and utter insanity drove me to pen a 48 page comic?! That includes ballroom dancing scenes? Yeah, we're all penciled and lettered now. All I have to do is ink the thing. That's all, right? /facedesk/. At least I have a good soundtrack, which is at moment the below-noted song on endless loop. OMG AWESOME song. So dark. I love it. If I knew how to music-share, I would.

Yeah. I stop kvetching and get inking, is what I do now, while you feed my pets. It's really so much less time than feeding the real ones, which I'll go do now as well. ;)

EDIT: awwww, the site's still wonky. :( Well, feed them when it isn't, if you will. Thank you!


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Dear neighbor who owns two insanely yappy little 20 lb. terriers;

I know that terriers are feisty. However, with a fairly minimal amount of work, it IS possible to teach even an agressive dog to sit down quietly as other dogs walk past, even if he'd really rather eat said other dog. I know this very well, as it applies to my own pack, a bloodline I've kept for over 20 years. One of the neat things about dogs is that it's possible to train them, y'know. This may seem a novel concept, but you might want to try it some time.

When your little yapper is lunging at us and snarling with all his might against the loose bungee leash you use, it really is much more difficult for me to contain Pryderi, who naturally takes offense to this behavior. But I do. Becauase your cute little terrier would be much less so with a lot of nasty scars.

I must admit to a certain perverse pleasure to walk five calm dogs past you on mostly slack leashes, all of whom wouldn't mind messing with your ballistic pooch. It amuses me even more that MY terrier is the same breed as yours...and has never once barked at you.

Snarkily yours,

Your neighbor and her hungry wolves, who could use some new chew toys.