Blogdaughter Boudicca of Boudicca's Voice has presented me with a bouncing baby bloggranddaughter, VW of One Happy Dog Speaks.

Who will probably get nicknamed "Bug" in short order, I imagine.

Let's peek into the crib, shall we?

In her first post she explains the fine art of hurting oneself while trying to take movies

A substantive first post? Trying to scandalize the neighbors already, I see.

Next she frets a little about electromagnetic radiation, citing the interesting phenomenon of getting a flourescent light bulb to glow under a high voltage power line. I wouldn't worry about it, too much, Bug, you get more radiation from sunshine.

A little bit about the joys of having a young Neil Peart giving a 6:30am concert in your living room. That one I can't imagine. I have enough trouble with all my dogs & cats playing the "hairball concerto" at all hours, complete with the mad dash to pull them off the living room rug before the crescendo.

Finally, we have another battle in the "wipe vs. shake" dribbling-weenie-wars. Not an issue at my house, but I can definitely relate to the "large dog, small bathroom" situation. If anyone can explain the fascination my animals have with watching me whiz, please do so.

So, Bug, welcome to the Bad Example Family. Feel free to grab a logo from this post for display in your sidebar, if you're so inclined.

And please don't spit up on Grandpa's nice suit anymore.

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