Our dog, Devin, dug up some interesting things from our backyard. Sometimes it is toys and bones that he buried in the past, but other times there are surprises. The worst is when he finds animal bones, and other gross objects. The other day he brought in some piece of metal that looked like a drill bit. My roommate Zach said that he figured it was probably an end mill since the building behind our house used to be a mill that the ended up gutting and turning into an apartment building. I joked with him that I did not realize that the building was called the Mill because it actually used to be a mill. He thought I was serious, and pretty dumb. I actually miss having Devin around now that I do not live with Zach anymore. He was a really sweet, well-behaved dog, and I miss having a dog around the house. It is a nice feeling to wake up in the morning and have the dog be so happy to see you. I cannot have a dog at the place I am living at now, otherwise I probably would have already gotten one. Maybe I will get one when I move this summer.