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His uncle Rui gave him this wolf. (You can’t see it very well from this angle, but trust me – it’s a wolf. Better angle here.) Apparently, it’s very delicious. Additionally, his friend Diane gave him a copy of Peter and the Wolf narrated by David Bowie and this seems like EXACTLY the type of wolf to be involved in a David Bowie production.

He’s a totally different Whuff today from the avian terrorist (he seriously sounded like an irritated pterodactyl or a seagull in heat or something) that had inhabited our home in the two days previous. I was a little worn out from all of the screaming – and a few extra feedings last night – so we didn’t go on any adventures, but we had a very lovely afternoon hanging out and listening to music and chewing on our wolf.

We really enjoyed our Cat Stevens station on Pandora until Nuno asked us to change it because he could smell the patchouli. It’s complicated when we’re both in the same room, or the same car, and want to listen to music as what we agree on is nothing whatsoever. I’m as much a fan of Manowar as he is of Van Morrison. It’s going to be really interesting to see what Paulo ends up liking as he develops his own taste as he’s being exposed to – shall we say a wide range – of music from both of us.

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