
He looks pretty happy here, but that was before the pain meds started to wear off. Poor baby!

This is kind of the "junk drawer" of my world. In it are photos, stray bits of information, big events and small ones, jumbled together alongside the screwdriver with the broken handle, old matchbooks and the duct tape that the dog chewed.




We finally did make it up the hill and it was GREAT. The weather was perfect and cool, but not cold. Here the dogs are with me on one of my runs.