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Dominic aka Conan the Destroyer was sitting on my lap while I was slowly sipping my morning cup of consciousness and attempting to have a rational conversation with Katie, when he lunged forward at light speed and knocked the bally thing off the table. The worst of it is that Katie and I were both RIGHT there -- but he was so dang quick that we could only watch in horror as the mug landed with a heart-rending smash.
What makes it so sad is that this was my china shepherdess: it was given to me when I was a student in Gaming, Austria, and had survived a transatlantic flight and several moves over the last 20 years. I loved the shape and used it for my morning cuppa every day. The kids all respected it and wouldn't touch it, lest it get broken. I think Katie mourned over it as much as I did.
Well, all things must pass away, I suppose. And really, you can't get angry with a baby. It's not allowed.
So I got out the super glue and patched it back together so I could at least keep it as a reminder of that amazing semester.
Enter My Hero, Mr. Pickles.
He did extensive research to try to find a mug to replace my Austrian one. He couldn't find an exact match, but he came pretty close!
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