Okay, the patio is a little uneven, but it's comfortable.
The older I get, the harder it gets to write. Also, Joan spent the weekend making a patio and fixing the first bad job she did on the walkway. “Wow, these pavers are heavy,” she lamented time and time again. Then she got a fever and slept for half a day. So, it’s not just my age. It’s day-to-day living that gets in the way of my blogging life.
Shane was sick again, too. Saki is never sick. He just runs and runs. And if he doesn’t get to run, he digs up the yard. So, we try to keep him occupied. Shane lies on the grass and lets him jump all over him—this from a dog who used to try to attack Saki! Joan throws the Frisbee for Saki about a hundred times a day. And, still he never gets tired. That is, until he collapses at the end of the day and falls into a deep sleep—so deep, you can hardly see him breathing.
That’s the beauty of extended puppyhood. You play hard, you sleep deep, you charm everyone—even tough nuts like Shane.
Best wishes, Juno
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