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I've been reading some and commenting sporadically. Bella died on 12/27, and while I feel like I need to write about her, I'm not ready to do it yet. There's been a lot to distract me; we went to Pittsburgh for a week for New Years which was fun and Lily was the perfect baby. I've been working nights since we got back, and I'm lucky in that my team is really fantastic. Which is good because we're getting slammed with admissions most nights.
I'm by myself this afternoon; I slept all morning and into the afternoon so Mike to Lily to daycare, and now he's at work. My house is so quiet. Bella wasn't a loud dog; hell she couldn't bark! But the house is so strangely quiet without her. I just miss my puppy.
I'm by myself this afternoon; I slept all morning and into the afternoon so Mike to Lily to daycare, and now he's at work. My house is so quiet. Bella wasn't a loud dog; hell she couldn't bark! But the house is so strangely quiet without her. I just miss my puppy.