1. I have a guest dog this weekend. An acquaintance from the park had to go down south all of a sudden because of a death in the family, and as she had enough to deal without trying to wrangle a dog sitter I offered to take him.
Barnaby is an Australian Labradoodle, and so cute that I've been googling pictures of puppies from breeders, or at least I was until I saw the price tags attached to them, at which point I remembered that one of the reasons I got Freya in the first place is that I was offered her for the low, low price of free to a good home.
The other reason I've only got one dog, despite the fact that ever since I switched from split shifts at work I've thought that it might be nice for her to have a friend, is that Freya is a jealous wee besom. She's been sharing her toys and treats fine, they've been drinking out of the same water bowl, but every time I go to pet Barnaby she'll walk between us and shoulder him out of the way. Earlier he got brave enough to come up on the couch with me and Freya jumped up and bowled the poor little guy off as though he was a skittle.
This is why, despite Barnaby feeling like a literal cloud, I've barely gotten to pet him.
Barnaby is currently curled up on Freya's dogbed, and Freya is up next to me snoring like a freight train. I guess guarding me 24/7 from other dogs I might like to pet is tiring work.
2. They're announcing the actor for the Thirteenth Doctor after the tennis tomorrow, and I will be tuned in despite the fact that I haven't actually watched very much of this last season. I watched the first two or three episodes, and I've liked Capaldi as the Doctor, and Bill seemed cute, but I have harboured a dislike of Matt Lucas ever since Little Britain
was fucking everywhere, and I couldn't get over them making fucking Nardol a backdoor companion.
Anyway, if they announce Pheobe Waller-Bridge (or, really, anyone who isn't a white guy) I will gladly jump back in, and if they announce Kris Marshall I can close the door on this part of my fannish life with nary a look back. I actually think Marshall is a better actor than a lot of people do (he's been serviceable tilting into good in Death in Paradise
) but the casting of another tall, goofy looking white guy would represent such a failure of imagination on the part of the showrunners that it'd make it really hard for me to care.
3. For those of us who missed Remix, remixrevival
is here. Yay!