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Bosco was certain he was being followed. It didn't help that he was paranoid in the first place. The other two loved olive oil on their kibbles but Bosco thought the risk of being poisoned was too great. Other than this little piece of weirdness, he was about as level headed fellow as a person could ask. He worried about his picture appearing in the blog for fear some mysterious somebody would execute their will against him. It was like Joe E. Brown said to Jack Lemmon at the end of "Some Like It Hot:" "Nobody's perfect."

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Kiko was a nuisance that Milla tolerated sometimes.

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Let's go hang out by the kitchen door.

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Hip to Hip Pals.

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Kiko around the corner.

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Messing around by the fence.

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While Basenjis do not bark, they do talk.

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Soaking in a sunbeam.

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Kiko's bottomless eyes.

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Bosco was parts Pierce Brosnan and Benito Mussollini.

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Milla: "Huh?" "What?."

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Kiko and Bosco stylishly.

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3 Basenjis; one mind.

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20 January 2009 Inauguration of Pres. Obama

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Nobody liked to go outside at twenty below to pee. It was enough to make a self-respecting Basenji indignant. But, there it was. Bosco, Milla, and Kiko had grown increasingly evasive when it came time to go outside. They weren't fools. They knew what was happening when people started asking them if they wanted to go outside. Luckily, they were sweet little people with a goodly history of taking their business outside. Waiting for spring. Have a lovely week.

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Frosty impressionism.

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Milla and Kiko waiting to get back in.

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Sometimes Bosco lost it.

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3 Congo dogs out in the cold.

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Dawn got her nails done.

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Milla waited for warmth to return.

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It could be colder.

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Next to the sidewalk.

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Kiko looked in.

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Kiko looked out.

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Icy crystalline beauty.

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Running water quickly turned to ice.

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Water main ruptured at -20 F.

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Snow, absent any novelty.

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That would be Dawn, of course.

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The cold is sometimes hard not to take personally. This is our second year offering the "Weird Little Dudes" calendar. (I always misspell calendar) If you want one, say so. They're free, just like calendars once were. But don't let that influence you. You can pay if you have a lot of money.

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Inside looking out.

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Through the looking glass.

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Gary reflected in the front door.

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Looking out the front door.

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Snow on the roof.

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Down the street.

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Bosco el Bosco's winter ruff.

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Gary, the guy with the camera.

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Dawn, the cutest person in the world.

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Shivering to get back in.

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Headed for the house.

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Milla and Bosco.

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A little exercize.

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A little look around.

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A quick squat, a quick pee.

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Out the door like bullets.

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Complimentary 2009 Basenji calanders.

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Congo dogs took to the snow when dragged to the door by their collars and pushed out. Bosco's coat got longer but Milla and Kiko (Squeak-o for his habit of squeaking when disturbed) were less fortunate. They quickly did their dog business, and were soon standing up against the door strumming the glass with their toes. Winter was getting old, but it was already the new year and the short, cold days were getting longer and warmer. Wishing everyone a happy new year, I remain warmly yours.