Rosey. The Boston Terrorist. The most gassy,sweet, snuggly small dog I have ever known. Last I checked she had gone gray and was dealing with an eye ulcer but was still a total clown. My love for her is firmly in my heart.
It's chore day. I managed to put off cleaning anything during the weekend. I am going to like this 3 day weekend thing. Yesterday had me brunching with some newer friends and the 5 hours over there flew by as we just connected in a very authentic fashion. Rare.
Today holds promise.