Pot is larger than I can remember, but we still miss our wonderful dog. Sign of the day was just on the radio. See, I wander around the Internet pulling up distant radio stations, for one reason or another, but mainly just to hear something different. Well, I tuned into the station closest to where my dad grew up (34.1 miles away - an old, Native-American station - Hau Koda - Hello Friend) and the first song I heard was "Back Home Again" by some old artist, but not John Denver. Not sure who wrote the tune, but it was a sign to return to the roots, or home, of my family. We'll see, but it sure would be nice to be able to return there, and maybe even set down roots, home again.
Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Friday, July 15, 2016
So, This Is It
My dog won't be celebrating the lottery with me. Her cancer has spread and we're having her put to sleep. Best Dog Ever. No sleeping in the bed, but now I can win for her. Ha! She would love it.
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