MNB, dog terrorizers
Home again! After about a week and a half away from Atlanta, it’s good to be back. I was looking forward to a cold beer and a couch-full of football to unwind a little. So I went to the fridge – and lo and behold – new beer! My roommate The Goche took it upon himself to bring back 3 full growlers from Belt Creek Brewpub in Montana. Montana, you say? Yes. Montana, which is pretty much Canada, known for their bison and, of course, beer.

So now I find myself on the couch, watching Auburn vs. Clemson (Go Auburn, of course), sipping on a Belt Creek Hefeweizen. More on the beers later, but for now, I must share with you how disconcerting it is to have a dog stare at you ceaselessly for days. Being the amazing roommate that I am (ladies take note), I took Steven’s dog Donut with me on vacation. She’s been a bit out-of-sorts. All of the travel has her wondering when the next big abandonment will come. She won’t let me out of her sight. Yes, even now that we’re home – and from under the coffee table – she manages to keep dibs on me.

This picture was not staged in any way. She just stoops down and stares at me. I’ve been laying here on the couch for about an hour. Still, she stares. She’s been through a lot recently. Maybe I should pour her a beer…

Jonathan, Joel & Jeff