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How do you fit two Cane Corsos in your little car?  


 Side by side........

How much fun am i having?  A lot.

Found out the boys do NOT like the electric dirtbike (have you EVER heard of such a thing?) that Mr. Cigar was getting ready for the weekend.  They think it's attacking him.  

Thats one way for them to get exercise for sure, as they chased him around the yard barking their lungs out.  

He's crazy.  That's all i really need to say.  That special kind of "lets have some spontaneous fun" (that might actually kill you) crazy. 

This morning i'm hiding my face at work because Mr. Cigar has a habit of biting my face and i'm taking medication that makes my already easy to bruise body, bruise if you breath on it.

A bite looks looks like i've been accosted.  

He doesn't bruise easily or everyone would see it's rough house......and i absolutely love expending that pent-up energy horsing around with him.  He keeps showing me ways to subdue someone........jiu-jitsu......it turns me on a little.  More than a little.

Okay- enough gushing about this man.  I'm going away with friends to the Amish country this weekend on a mini thrifting and flea market vacation.  The timing is good.  It will be good to be away, take some space, have time to absorb and evaluate with distance between us.

This one........he's gonna either be the one, or he's gonna be the devastating lesson that i should spend my life alone.  All i want to do is go play with him.  And i mean that in all the ways.  I can't just jump in, i have to use my head and take it nice and easy.

The thing is........he seems to be crazy about me too.

He sent me home with pasta salad he made for lunch today. (After he took me out for cheat night pizza) 

Yep.  oh. boy. 

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