This captures JB's spirit well.
Sadie's gone to stay with my dad while we go on vacation, and JB (the puppy, now named "Monk") has gone (finally... if he'd been here any longer he really would have been mine) to live in Manhattan with my friend/agent, Jenny. I miss them both beyond comprehension, and I'm supposed to be writing a damn cat book, for crying out loud. It was due on Friday. At least Pretzel (the giant labherd) and Swiper (the cat) are still here.
sigh
Meanwhile, I suppose this is nothing compared to the people suffering the aftereffects of Katrina, but it hurts inside anyway, and I'm not afraid to go ahead and say it. Hurts like I lost a freaking limb.
Luckily, I'll get part of my limb back after our vacation.
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Saturday, October 22, 2005
Miss My Dogs
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