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What's big, mean, delicious, and will totally kick your ass? OhAlexHenry! The towering captain of the Bulldogs and facepunching protector of our children is back for 2 more years. Best news of the day. You may continue to pee in the corners when he stares at you, players of Abbotsford.

Oh what? Louis Louis left Harvard for a shiny new entry level contract with the Habs and will play with the Juniors? DAMMIT LOUIS! GO BACK TO SCHOOL AND STAY AWAY FROM THE FLYING ELBOWS OF THE Q! Mind you, Cormier shouldn't be around this season, right? At least the pain of losing Guillaume Asselin won't be so bad.

In other news, I taught Ziggy how to go outside after my parents just couldn't get him to do it. He found a spot in his area where he'd do his business (on the designated mat at least) but refused to go while we were outside or on walks. Finally I got them to leave one of the soiled mats out on the deck (over a bootmat so the wood won't get damaged) where my mom wants him to go. I showed it to him. He sniffed it. We came back from a walk at Sainte-Anne-de-Bellevue and he actually went to the door, asked to go out, and hit the mat. Such a smart puppy!

I can train hamsters and dogs. Take that, Cesar!

It's a boy!

Meet Ziggy Stardust.

After YEARS of me bugging them, my parents finally got a dog. We tried every angle: weekly visits to the pet stores, looking at breeders, a disappointing visit to the SPCA (fuckers gave us so much trouble because there was two dogs they wanted us to take instead of just the one, and honestly unless you want a pitbull there wasn't much there), missed opportunities with friends or colleagues giving away their own puppies, another disapointing visit to an adoption center (no one was there)...

And there he was, sitting comfortably in his cage at the Nature Pet Center in Pointe-Claire. My parents had seen him the day before my mom and I went (she wanted to show me him). After playing with a scratchy Schnauzer that gave hugs, I took one look at this multi-coloured Schnoodle-Maltese and said "OMG that teddy bear is too adorable". We met with him and he was great. As the store closed I said to my mom, "Go tomorrow, put the deposit down, and get him. No more waiting around. He's perfect for you."

And voila.

He's such a good little guy. He listens, he sits without the promise of treats, he walks nicely when you take him outside and follows you, he doesn't bark (only one yelp when he wanted my brother to go play with him), he's constantly laughing when he's not tired out, he waits for you to eat so he can eat...and he's only 3 months old! I was watching TV and he came to give me a big hug.

Day 1 home was a great success. And it's good he's not a problem child because this is my family's first dog (and first pet that doesn't require an aquarium). In any case, my dad's retired and my brother's still looking for work so both are home for most of the day. And now they'll be seeing me over for supper more than before!

We've got photos of his mom and his siblings from the breeder. I dare say, he's the best looking of the bunch! Soon I'll get him interested in hockey. Maybe I'll get him a jersey like that trio of Boston Terriers I see prancing around the Bell Center.

He's such a teddy bear!