I just read my last post. It read like a 4th grade "What did I do on Summer Vacation" report.
Tonight I am drinking whiskey just filed my taxes. This combination makes me feel very grown up. On my last post talked about Penelope, though only briefly. I love that dog, and she was happily adopted. I am currently fostering 3 young dogs. Firstly is Tempest, she's a young pup and she has mange. I had her a week when I took in Hudson. He's also under a year old and has mange. I call them The Mange Babies. They've been here since the end of December. They have to be healthy before being adopted. A week ago Gracie came to stay as well. She's a young shepherd/lab mix. She's very pretty but has no manners. The three of them play and wrestle and fight any time they are not in their kennels. It grows tiresome very quickly.
I have thought several time in the last few weeks, "I should write about that," and never do. Here I sit, clickity clacking away on my keyboard and not sure what to write about. This is also quickly tiresome.
