Megan and I are puppy sitting a French bulldog. Her name is Leeloo. She’s got a bad back and a terrible snarl that comes out when she breathes. It’s like having a piglet in the house. Needless to say, I was woken up this morning from a NyQuil induced stupor (the winter cold has … Continue reading »
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Winter games
So it’s starting to get cold. Standing at the cross walk, I can feel that sharp, stinging cold on my heels and my nose and I remind myself, it is only the beginning. This is just the development of winter and hardly the beast herself. It’s now starting to dawn on me just how cold … Continue reading »
