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<body class='hmmessage'><div dir='ltr'>Dear Bev and Conley,<div><br></div><div>Your posts make me chuckle, and I really need it.</div><div><br></div><div>My Sumfin is Mom who is home, yet stable, but care for her is very surreal. I know I must be doing an OK job because her aide, who I love, tells me her company wants to hire me in the future. Mom met her new MD yesterday, not really, the MD met her, but Mom has a lovely team. This is a hard part of my life, but I feel blessed to have the ability to take care of her here at home where she belongs.</div><div><br></div><div>Pierre is my other sumfin. He is all full moon, stealing from my sister which he loves to do, and we are walking again. Yesterday could have been a really extended walk except Pierre Jr. smelled the open garbage of a discarded package of a brownie with some brownie left in it. We walked a little past it, and then he stalled. I gave into his need to walk back the path we started, and I almost got him past the brownie, and he tried to put on brakes. I always have treats with me when I want to do an extended walk with the boy, and I got him home, but he really, really stopped and smelled the brownies. He proves to me what scent hounds the basset breed are.</div><div><br></div><div>Jr. is my sumfin and the one meant for me, I believe. He reminds me of all the life I need to live, not just for others, but for me, and him, of course<span style="font-size: 12pt;">.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br></span></div><div>Thank you Ohio Basset rescue, for my boy, who will be five 2/19. How time flies….</div><div><br></div><div>Healing drool to all in need,</div><div><br></div><div>Jackie and a bunch of paws who are other wise all ok</div> </div></body>
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