I am so sad. Charlie the puppy has gone back home. And I am such a stinky person. When his papa came to pick him up I was hoping he'd not be interested, that he would want to stay with me and A_. But of course, he wiggled all over and jumped up over and over again and gave his papa lots of tiny puppy kisses. And his papa took him away.
It's very quiet in here now without the puppy. And it is pathetic how sad I am over a puppy. I can't imagine being my cousin, who might be forced to send her foster kids back to their abusive mother.
I have been so busy this week that I'm kind of behind on blog reading, but I promise to catch up this weekend.