woke up, rain. Drats!!! Still...maybe...ok. Got dressed headed out. More rain.
Dammmmmmmmmmmmit!!! Got to the unit, misty. SHIT! Maybe, just maaaaaaybe it was G's way of getting me to take a day off? That's my story n' I'm stickin' to it.
Went to p/t. Ok so far, no progress whatsoever but I keep hoping against hope that the pros know better. Came home, THERE'S the fatal error. Shebitch out, Spike still in his pyjamas as we speak-it's almost 4 pm. Jeeeez. House devoid of food. And for some small reason his head hurts-no wonder. God grant me the serenity...............
Otherwise, s.o.s. And this is good. I like same.
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