Day 12

Well we’re going to have a family adventure tomorrow and go see a doggy at a shelter about an hour away and see if he’s the one for us.  I’m excited, but nervous.  Our beloved dog, Splinky, died in November at age 18 1/2.  We got him when he was 1 1/2 and I’ve had him nearly half my life.  Still miss the little dude.  =(

Temperance: 0 for diet decaf pop, 1 for too much cheesy bread.

Silence: 0

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