Sukorambure Powa!

Well, I got my blog transferred to another site. This one's called "Gaia Online." It's really neat: it's sort of an online community where you can get a house and car and play mini-games like "fishing" while talking with your neighbours. You also get to make your own little chibi avatar for it. I really like how mine turned out. You but clothes for it with a sort of currency called "gold"--which I suppose makes it not currency, but actual money--which you earn for nearly everything. I think I'll improve my house next. Now I just need to set up and transfer my past entries to that Live Journal page I got.
Ivan's been having bladder control issues as of late. He's been pissing on the floor after only an hour inside--sometimes even less. I hope he doesn't have a bladder infection.
In other news, I'm almost done downloading トランスフォーマー Zンーン(Transformers: Zone) (I'm not sure how "Znnn" spells "Zone," or why they used a Latin "Z.". That was the last G1 (original storyline) cartoon, cancelled after the first episode. In it, from what I'm told, they take nine of the coolest Destrons (Decepticons) from the previous series and kill all but one of them in a matter of minutes. But, Dai Atlas looks cool. The sad thing is that I can't find a subtitled version: It's either a shitty fan dub or the original Japanese. This is the Japanese one (hopefully it will make sense without understanding the dialogue).

Everything is finite in the end.

We have power! Somehow I've neglected to blog it, but we've had it for just over a week. Although it did go out for a few hours last night, but that seemed to affect the whole neighbourhood. Oh, the things I'd missed...
In other news, we gave Coco away. That means that we're down to the three dogs we're going to keep: Ivan, Bear, and Pepper Anne. And they have been moved from the kennel--which has been disassembled--to the house (for reasons which I will discuss later). We're keeping them in the kitchen so that they don't eat anything in the rest of the house (or do anything else, as they aren't fully house broken) and at night we take them into our rooms. This is kind of annoying because, even though he goes right to sleep (he loves the soft bed), Ivan gets up much sooner than I do, and seems to think that the best way to get me up is to scratch my face. Oh, well, at least he's not a cat.
So, on to why their inside. You see, one day they broke loose from their kennel and went into the neighbour's yard, supposedly wrecking her flower bed. I haven't seen the damage, so perhaps they went to some hidden, out of the way part, bypassing the obvious front. But, at any rate, she was pissed and our dogs were moved inside.

Why not?

After a bumpy start, our new homestay is now just fine. You see, for the first few days we were tormented by mum's boyfriend's son, who would have the TV or conversations at full--or possibly higher--volume blaring until at least midnight, allowing us in the next room only a few hours of sleep. That, compounded with some other things, made our stay a living Hell. But now, after we had a discussion, it is quite alright.
I now take my dog, Ivan, for daily walk lasting multiple hours. We have given away five of our original nine liveborn pups, leaving one, Coco, to give away--I often walk her as well. We will keep three: my Ivan, my brother's Pepper, and mum's Bear. All of these pups are living in a kennel in this house, along with their dog, Max.
In sad news, Blog City is ending its free service. At the end of the year, my account will be locked. That was one of my favourite blogs! Oh, well.