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Where did you find the little wookie and what are you doing to it on your kitchen floor?

I don't know who's more adorable in that photo, him or you.

It's not a dog, it's a Wookie!

That second picture is awesome, though it is vaguely reminiscent of something the late Jane Goodall might have aspired to.

That is entirely ridiculous.

I'd say I really appreciate my short-haired dog, but you both look like you're having so much fun inventing dog-grooming yoga poses :)

That really is a ridiculously gigantic dog. Or a giant sloth. From this angle, I can't tell.

I still have problems believing there's a dog under there!

Wow! Until those photos, I really had no idea of the scale of the GRD!

First time commenting...

I just wanted to say I like your giant ridiculous dog. :D

He is suffering so obviously in those photos....

Several months long lurker, first comment, etc.

For a few seconds, there, I thought you might have been grooming a Muppet.

Huh, it's windy here, making it a perfect time for brushing out the dog, so that's what I just did as well.


(Photo (c) Rebecca Ore, who was briefly my roommate)

He's a Norwegian Elkhound, a thick double-coated snow-dog, kind of like a smaller and bark-y-er Alaskan Malamute, and as such, I can generally pull a softball-sized lump of dog off of him in about two minutes of brushing. Gotta do it outside, and it really helps if it's windy - otherwise, it all winds up stuck to either you or him.

He's a happy boy. I don't know how I ever managed to function all of those years that I didn't have a dog.

That's a yeti. There's a yeti, tragically thrashing, in your kitchen.

That's so cool!

That second photo is the happiest one I've ever seen of you. GRDs are obviously good for bears.

Completely unrelated to your post but I thought you might like to know.

The books I ordered from your internet sale arrived this week, I've gone through Carnival, Dust and Blood and Iron/Whiskey and Water so far and have enjoyed them all hugely. Thank you!

NYC apartment dweller is jealous of the vacant square feet of kitchen floor, and the window...

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...to say nothing of the dog.

As it were :-)

Oh, *wonderful*!

That bottom one is a wonderful picture of you. You look so joyful, and that looks good on you. :D

Hah! Great pics! Glad I still have only a cat.

I'll buy that there's a dog, because you wouldn't lie to me. I just can't figure out where his head is.

You were right. You've been right all along. That is a Giant! Ridiculous! Dogge! <3

The only way I can tell which end is which is that legs only attach to dogs in certain ways. But man.

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Your Giant Ridiculous Dog appears to be much more cooperative in the grooming department than my Fearless Mop. (And wow, seeing him in context shows just how GIANT he really is.)

Good golly that is one giant ridiculous dog.

Okay, you gave the mass of the dog, and one can make inferences from that that are pretty much correct. But these photos still make the scale of that guy clearer somehow.