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saw a great tip about using a dog training clicker to mark where you mess up a take in an audio recording, because it generates a nice clean pattern in the waveform that makes it easy to spot

works great, but my dog is going nuts

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix, lies on his back in some green grass with dandelions on a sunny day. His front paws are bent up against his chest and his mouth is open.

work-from-couch days are his favorite

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix, rests his chin atop Molly's knees, which are covered in a white blanket with a black chevron pattern. She has a laptop in her lap with VSCode open

please address any concerns about late newsletters to the office manager

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix, lies on Molly’s lap on the couch with his head covering her entire laptop keyboard

flower child

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix, stands underneath a hydrangea bush that's drying up in the autumn. One of the blossoms is right above his head, like a flower crown. He's camera shy, and looking a little tentatively at the camera.

crunchy roll

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix, rolls on his back on some grass sprinkled with dried fallen leaves. His mouth is open, his front paws are tucked up to his chest, and he's having a grand old time.

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/german shepherd mix with a blaze of white on his chest and white socks, sits in front of a huge rhododendron bush on the grass in the sun. He’s looking just away from the camera with his tongue out, and he’s wearing a blue harness and collar.

happy baby!

Atlas, a mostly black pit bull/husky/German shepherd mix, sits in some green grass appearing to smile, with his mouth slightly open and his ears back. It's bright and sunny

i wonder what it's like to enjoy a food as much as my dog enjoys plain white rice

Atlas lays on a rug with some green vetwrap around one of his paws. He has sad eyes and is staring wistfully into the distance.

atlas has an inflamed dew claw and i had to wrap it so he’d stop licking it. better believe he’s milking his new, grievous injury for all it’s worth. “better give me extra snacks, this could be my last day on this mortal coil...”

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