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Special days

Yesterday was just wonderful.   Most wouldn’t call it special, but most people didn’t live the sort of life where you watch everyone else and wonder if you’ll ever have what they take for granted.  And you wonder why it’s passed … Continue reading

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This and that Tuesday

We went for a walk.   That’s a truly wonderful thing, since we haven’t been able to walk for at least the past month.   I got some really good advice about using the Halti and I put it in … Continue reading

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Snow and wet dogs

I hate snow.   I don’t think that’s news to anyone.   I hate snow mostly because of my driveway, but I also hate being cold.   It makes me ache, makes me hurt, I just don’t see much of … Continue reading

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It sure is Monday!

Max woke me up at some point, whining in his sleep.  I think it was a bad dream, he settled right down when I put my hand on him.   He went back to sleep, I was awake for an … Continue reading

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Early morning, late night

Got up at 7 am. I don’t know how people do that every day – it’s a killer. I got a nap, but not long enough – because my uncle called and he’s 91 and hey, he’s more important than … Continue reading

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Christmas is a’comin and I got the blues

Again. I get the blues every year. In the spirit of “I can control my reactions,” I’m trying to not let it get to me. Today was not one of the best. Max decided to be a dog. Yes, a … Continue reading

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Emmy

This past Monday, one of my friends gave her Golden Retriever, Emmy, the most precious gift she could give.  She sent Emmy to the Rainbow Bridge on Monday afternoon.   Emmy suffered from a rare form of cancer, one that attacked … Continue reading

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I used to be jealous

Of people who talked about their dogs being so excited and running to them when they came home.  Max has never been that sort of dog.   He’s always been sort of, “oh, you’re home.   I didn’t realize you were gone.” … Continue reading

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