Peace.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Reflections (Not the titty bar on South Cush.)
I'm home! Put the tea on kids, I have stories. I arrived at 3:30 this morning with more dogs than I left with and a renewed enthusiasm for the winter months ahead. OK, not really. More dogs, yes, but I'm tired as shit and am on my way out the door to have our old biddy Ruffles put down. She hung around 'til I got back, but needs to go to sleep now.
Peace.
Peace.
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That's a tough chore to handle just as you get home and are "dog" tired. My sympathies.
But selfishly, I am looking forward to more frequent blogs now that you are home. What a guy!
Bummer about Ruffles...
But welcome back! It appears you arrived just in time for your winter.
Oh, I always thought *that* place of S Cush was called Infections. Silly me.
Bye, bye Ruffles. You are a legend.
i'm so sorry to hear it. my stupid, noisy cat almost met the same fate last week and i was heartbroken.
I'm so sorry you had to do that when you got home. I'm sorry for your loss.
On a lighter ack here in sunny California, we found a book at the library and read it to my daughter and thought of you.
http://tinyurl.com/sled-dogs
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