Earlier this season, John and I volunteered for a well-known organization's annual vaccine clinic. Other organizations sent representatives to offer spay/neuter services. Vets were on-hand for heartworm tests and to provide preventatives. Hundreds of dogs and their caring owners received services they desperately needed but had no realistic way to receive. By all accounts, the event was hugely
We are fully integrated! (except sometimes)
At this exact moment, all four of my fur-balls are asleep, mere inches away from each other. And, late Sunday morning, we found this: Yep. That's Newt snuggled behind a dozing Lucas. Pretty amazing since six months ago, all he wanted to do was eat her. Of course, it's taken that entire six months to get here. But, we're here! I last updated at the five-month mark. At that point,
Let’s Celebrate!
Did you guys ever read the book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? If there were a week-long version of that book, that'd be my week (minus the gum in my hair, thank goodness). It started with the incident, then I had to have dental work done at 7:30 in the morning, plus today is two years from the day I was diagnosed with cancer... I could go on, but I'm sure you get it.
The post in which I confess my sin
Here goes. The dogs get about three walks each... for the whole week. I'm wracked with guilt, but I've essentially stopped walking them unless some very specific conditions are met. I feel awful about it, but I'm torn because I'm fairly sure it's in their best interest. Let me back up... There are many loose dogs in our town. They're everywhere. We see them when we drive around,
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