I’m back in the US as of last night. Grandpa has taken a turn for the worse and I suppose I’m here for the end. Charlie made the trip with me and he and Tasha and Chow Chow (my mom’s dogs) are running around like maniacs upstairs. Okay, I better relieve whoever is dealing with Charlie. More later.
Ahhh… the pitter patter of paws
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