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Good morning chaps. This morning is a whirlwind tour of all the most delightful places, with a dentist appointment topping the bill. Rumour has it that my dentist is planning to size me up for a mouth guard because, I assume, my apoplexy means that I have been energetically grinding my teeth since I was a child, and unlike my last dentist this one doesn't enthusiastically dismiss the extreme wear on my left lower molars. If I understand prevailing dental theory, many dentists think that mouth guards cause as many problems as they solve and believe that the prognosis for the career bruxist is "You're fucked!"

After that I can come home actually, I was just grandstanding with that 'whirlwind tour' thing. Will see if I can make any progress with digging myself out of this unemployment poverty hole while keeping a small brown dog on my knee, an added complication to something I haven't been able to achieve up to now in the first place. She's at the point where the options are keeping her locked up in her crate (read 'big hamster cage') or letting her wander around and giving her constant supervision. Training a dog not to eat and/or crap on everything requires attention, and locking her up all day is not the answer except in times of dire need.