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LOO LOO LOO Tigger had a wonderful range of vocalizations and snuffling sprays to indicate his state of mind. Chieka has a piercing whine that promises to shatter the limited number of glasses that we ourselves haven't managed to break. And Bug? Well, he's the first dog that in my life who talks. Now don't get excited -- he's not about to spout the Gettysburg Address, but he will speak if spoken to. "Bug, is Billy in the well?" "Woof!" During one of the long dark damp nights of the holidays, Derek and I tried have Bug participate in our Close Encounters of the Third Kind sing song. We'd croon "Loo loo loo" at him hoping that he'd respond with the final two "loo loos." We were somewhat successful, though not within any realm that would have us appearing with Dave in the near future. Close Encounters of the Third Kind is one of my desert island movies (not that I'm likely to have a projector and the power required to savour my choice -- look at the peeps from Lost). Yay for TiVo and three thumbs up. I'm an all or nothing kind of girl and those three thumbs guarantee that we never miss a broadcast. Loo loo loo loo loo! 01/10/2005
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