Opposable Thumbs
It has been nearly 8 years since I last posted to this, my most neglicted of projects. (FYI, I age faster than my 2-legs; however, 1 two-legs year does not equal 7 4-legs years. For my size and age, it is about 5 years per one two-legs year.) A great deal has changed since those heady days when I was first whisked away from beautiful sunny paradise in the hills to live with my brooding, sullen 2-legs in this cold, noisy, watery abomination called Seattle. I have marked off a pretty good little corner of my world, made many new friends, some interesting enemies, and destroyed at least a dozen bears.
Why have not you heard about my adventures? My two-legs has been “busy” with his new skirted two-legs. It used to be I talk, he types. He did not always get it right, but his heart was in the right place. Now, I talk and no one types. What is a dog to do?
Learn to type!
I hear you thinking, “You can’t type. You’re a dog. You don’t even have thumbs!” Ah! But you don’t know the awesome power that is typingweb.com. In just a few short months (days for 2-legs’) I was able to power through and go from 2 WPM @ 50% accuracy, to 30 WPM @ 97% accuracy. Now I don’t need my 2-legs anymore.*
My overall goal is to backdate some entries. My memory is pretty non-existent so we will see how this works out. 2-legs has a pretty good memory, so I think I just ask him.