What else? What else? What else?

I've been busy otherwhere. I wrote a piece about menstruation and sex (but mostly about menstruation) over at the Colony and the discussion is worthy of the next edition of Our Bodies, Ourselves. Why do people not talk about this stuff? It's gross, yes (really gross), but it's also so much better to know. Then this morning I hit off leash hours for PUPS's annual Poop Patrol. Got a few decent shots for the archives and fell in love with the gentleman pictured here. His name is Murphy, he's about 6 months old and he has the whole "puppy dog eyes" thing down pat already. I don't know how his people say no to him. I limited him to one (pocketful of) treat(s).