Sorry, I just haven’t felt much like writing anything since Ellie’s death. I guess sometimes words just don’t seem to matter, and this was one of those times.
At any rate, we’re here, we’re fine, there are no puppies (because apparently, we’re under some sort of catastrophic, puppy disappearing cloud of doom), but we’re still hanging in.
Maybe a second try for pups later this summer, when I can stand the idea.
Oh, and I’m at Charlotte’s, re discovering how much fun pugs are. They’re like valium on four legs.