i´ve spent most of the afternoon playing with Bones, taunting him in games of tug and war with an old sock, etc. However, as a broken-down old man of 34 i can´t really compete with a 4 month old puppy so eventually i grew tired and wished to just read and brood and calculate. He wouldn´t leave me alone so i decided to try and (gently) subdue him with rune magic (Isa).

“Right you little four-legged bastard,” i announced, pushing him off my lap for the 50th time, “i´m going to rune you into submission.”

He promptly lay down, and is now asleep. Just the threat was enough.