When Dad gets ready, we gotta move

I know what you're thinking: You guys are moving AGAIN?! I'm not talking about physically moving, though. I mean our blog is moving.

For awhile now, every time we use or even talk about Blogger, Dad makes the face he used to make when he came home and saw that I had peed on the carpet. (I'd like to point out that he hasn't had to make that face at me in a very long time, but I still remember it because it's a very crabby face.

Anyhoo, we're getting a brand new blog, and Dad has asked me to point out that unfortunately it's going to be at a different you are elle. I don't know what that means. But I do know that in the next day or two, I'll stop writing here and start writing at this address instead:

www.planethunt.com/musings

It's not quite ready yet, but if you look today you'll see there's a picture of me up there, looking all mafioso and Hobie looking kind of dim. I think that's appropriate, even though some people (ahem, Mom) sometimes act like he's smarter than me. Let me make you an offer you can't refuse: You scritch my head and let me sleep on your lap, or I'll bit your ankles. (Of course I would never really do that because I do not believe in violence, unless Hobie tries to eat my dinner. A line must be drawn somewhere.)

This page will stay here for awhile so that everyone has time to discover our new site, and we'll do one last post here to let everyone know the switch has been made. Thanks for reading our blog, and we hope to see you over at our new home soon!