If I were a Time Lady...

Your time lord name is: The Teacher

Your original Gallifreyan name is Pandethmunnonsorelliat, or Pandeth for short. Back on Gallifrey, you led a dull and uninteresting life, working as a Transduction Barrier Repair Technician (Fourth Class) – but now, you travel Time and Space in search of adventure!
Your Type 84 TARDIS is currently stuck in disguise as a submarine torpedo, and your latest travelling companion is a governess from Victorian England, whose prim exterior hides a sharp wit and a brave heart.
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...Okay, this was generated from one of my fave fictional-character-I-wrote names rather than my own, but I'll keep it. Perfect.

(And it's totally the fault of my submarine torpedo that my posting has been so erratic. Right!)

A tale of two puppies

My beloved dog has lived with our family for almost all of her fourteen years. Even though she is now old, graying and arthritic, she is still Puppy to me. When we take her for walks, she is still mistaken for a puppy (she's vaguely the size and shape of a half-grown Lab, enough that someone who doesn't know dogs well will think she is one despite a rather different build), so I guess I may be a bit justified in my opinion.

Which makes it hard to think of how to compare her to my sister's six-month-old boxer/pit bull mix. He is far more a puppy than Puppy, but is probably ten to twenty pounds heavier and altogether on a different scale. Already I'm calling him Beast. Last night went something like this:

Beast-Puppy: Play!
Old-Puppy: Yay! I feel young!

*five minutes later*

Beast-Puppy: Play harder!
Old-Puppy: Gettin' tired...

*five minutes later*

Beast-Puppy: Play?
Old-Puppy: Sleepin' now in bed. Go 'way.