The Unexpected

I’ve been going about my business, shuttling kids to and from sports events, walking the dogs, accommodating the holidays. I paused for a moment during Thanksgiving to remember that Floyd, our 14 year old Malamute had died at this time just last year.

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No more puppies

And now all of the puppies are gone. I’d like to report that they’d all been adopted. But no. They all died.

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This week in review

I went to bed early that night to try to catch up on sleep, but woke at 1:30 to find my little pup in some distress.

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