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Collin and I took Mijo to the beach this weekend.



He doesn't like water, but the beach is so full of awesome smells, I think he got over it. Like this lovely fish head:



Eat them up, yum! I suspect this was an offering to the Greek god Barnacles (say bar-nuh-kleez), who protects us from, uh, barnacles or something. Or the stench of rotten fish heads. Either way the offering seems to have been a bust.

Happy, married-to-the-sea Mijo:



Which brings us to tonight's Mijo:



Good relations with Wookiees, he has. Good relations with other dogs in the neighborhood, he has not. Happy Halloween!

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