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Doggone Gorgeous

Dad Joke of the Day came to me early when some fellow dog walkers coming the other way said “Hello, gorgeous!”

“Ooh, thank you!” I replied, nonchalantly tussling my hair and striking a coquetteish pose.

Dan poses with a coquetteish grin while walking a French Bulldog along a gravelled rural path.

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Hot Dog Mess

Demmy would like to know why I haven’t turned off the UK’s heatwave yet. 🥵

Close up of the face of a fawny French Bulldog with her tongue blepping out to the side.

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Yodawg

“Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm.”

A fawn-coloured French Bulldog wrapped in a blanket in a way reminiscent of robes. This, combined with her wrinkled features, makes her look a little like Yoda.

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Note #29064

How kind of the humans who constructed this sofa to leave a perfect dog-shaped nest in-between the cushions. Our pupper is appreciative.

A satisfied but sleepy-looking fawn-coloured French Bulldog lies on a blanket that's slipping into the crack between two sofa seat cushions, forming a nest around her torso. Her legs hang, crossed, off the front of the sofa.

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Caution: No Swimming

A partially-submerged traffic cone sits in a large puddle in a rural field.

Hurrah! I just made my first successful submission to Curious Cones, a weblog collecting photographs of traffic cones spotted in unusual places.

I spotted this cone while the younger child and I took a walk to the next-nearest village to our temporary accommodation, in order to find a geocache, tag some benches for OpenBenches, and have a cafe brunch.

Anyway: if you’re not following Curious Cones, it’s exactly as delightful as you might expect.

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Dog tired

Today was a long day. Between commuting (the kids to school from our distant flood-evacuation accommodation), work, childcare, insurance wrangling etc., I was pretty tired when I got back “home”. So I came in and lay on the floor.

At which point the dog decided I was a pillow.

A white man with a goatee lies on his back on a floor. A French Bulldog lies on his chest, looking at him.

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Curious Cones

This is a repost promoting content originally published elsewhere. See more things Dan's reposted.

Welcome to my collection of cones that have found themselves in peculiar circumstances.

Two cones sitting at a table in a university cafe

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In the style of Wild Bread, Curious Cones is a catalogue of traffic cones in unusual places, and that is all.

How wonderful and weird our World Wide Web is, that such a thing can exist. And it’s got an 88×31, too (now sported on my blogroll)!

With thanks to Piece of the Pie’s “Site of the Week” for helping me discover it!

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Note #27940

Bitterly cold and starkly beautiful, this morning: West Oxfordshire is blanketed in an impenetrably thick freezing fog.

It’s quite pretty, though I’m regretting not bringing my gloves out with me!

Tree-flanked fields almost impossible to discern through a blanket of thick white fog.

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Duck shunning

I’m not sure which of our children was last in this bath, but the configuration in which they’ve left their toys makes me feel as though I’m the subject of some kind of waterfowl-related shunning.

Perhaps they finally got wind or my heretical opinions on the God of Ducks (may he throw us bread) and they’ve collectively decided to disassociate from me?

Four thematic rubber ducks sit along the edge of a fitted white bathtub, seemingly deliberate in their placement which sees them facing directly away from the bather and towards various shampoo bottles and a candle in a glass.

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