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Who: Adam Parrish, OTA
When: April 15 and on
Where: R2, st Monmouth property, his house
What: catch all for comings and goings
Warnings: none at the moment



[As of the 15th, Adam's tiny house on the farm is completed. Over the next week he'll be building a fence that will limit access. Before then it's easy enough to get to the house and knock on the door. He's working a few days at the auto shop but will be home in the evenings and working on the fence in the afternoon.

After the 21st, the fence and lock will be in place and if not entrusted with a key the best way to get inside is to text Adam and ask. Parked outside the fence will be his hondayota whenever he's home and not at the shop.]

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[ Eventually, Adam relaxes a little about the dog and Skippy interacting. They seem content to curiously sniff at each other and well it doesn't seem like the dog is going to start rough housing right then.

There's still an edge of concern, though, Skippy always seemed so fragile even though there's so much insistence from other's that the lamb wasn't. ]

An odd couple, eh.

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Pretty odd, [ Matthew agrees cheerfully. ] But he's been good around all the other animals.

[ The dog gives a bark, more of a "hello!" than anything else, now that he's finished sniffing, and then abruptly springs back and drops the front of his huge body into a "let's play!" position, front paws stretched forward, tail wagging fiercely through the air. Even with his massive head dropped towards the ground, the animal is still stupidly tall, especially compared to Skippy. ]

That means he wants to play, see?

[ And Matthew looks stupidly proud. His love for this dog is both childlike and boundless. ]

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[ Adam can't help but smile a little which is a rare thing for him lately but there's something about Matthew that makes it not quite so hard even if it also makes him quite a bit sadder later. He watches the dog and Skippy. Skippy is quick to catch on that he wants to play and knocks his face with his own hopping around him.

There's still a bit of apprehension because even if the dog is gentle he's just so much...bigger than the little lamb. ]

Did you name him yet...?