
But the biggest theme of all is The Daddler. The way he manages to adapt to changes. I only hope I can cope that well when I'm 81! Even though he was dead set against getting a new pup, he softened up when he saw all the little things I brought home (tiny coat, harness, leash, etc.) And from the moment he set eyes on her, he was madly in love. But what is cuter than a puppy? Except at 2 a.m. when she's crying for her mama.
Oh, well. I'm getting kinda reckless lately. Carpe-ing the diem. And enjoying the ride.
More later...
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