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So, last night I came home to find my Christmas present to Brutus ripped upon. Apparently, Brutus couldn't resist trying his black market organ harvesting curiosity. Cotton fluff was everywhere. So, I pick it all up and sadly threw away a toy that was probably more special o me than my beastie. 

Or so I thought. I came home from work today to find the raccoon sitting the the middle of the living room. Brutus dug threw the trash to get him out. Very touching. And kinda gross. But whatever. I decided to so some surgery and fix his toy...and tada! The raccoon lives to see another play-day. 

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I had a lot to finish up for my work day. That didn't stop Brute-Man from being needy as heck! 

Yes, that's my arm he's laying on. While I type. 

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Brutus loves watching Doctor Who with me. 

But seriously, he watches really intently. It's pretty rad. 

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Brutus decided to kill the last roll of toilet paper in the house. He is so brave. 

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Making sure I'm clean. Not sure why the shower I took didn't suffice...

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I apologize for the crass nature of this post. But...it's about butts. Brutus can finally lick his. This is a bit of a big deal. Congrats on your new trick, Brutus.  And congrats on the weight loss. 

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The wind is SUPER strong today! Brutus has been in the sill all day. I think he is anxious.