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• my moments of sadness where when taking Sal into a hospital, when hearing the word morphine and when seeing Sal spaced on the stuff
• a moment of well-up happiness on the way to bring Sal and AJ home; listening to Learning to Fly by the Foo-eys. "go and tell the angels that everything's OK"
• a 34kg dog and a 3.4kg bubb in a capsule scares the shit out of me (though everything was fine)
• AJ has pissed on me and damn near expolosive shat on Sal. For someone that small her arse doesn't half go off.
• took AJ to a cafe today; cooing aplenty form everyone we met, including Mick and Caroline, owners of Jehro the labradour, friend of Rowlf. It was a momnt of "I know these people but not in thie context...er..."
• Went for a run today; how fantastic is Sal to let me do that? Nice run too...
• The boys (for drop-in readers the boys are our two young dogs) hav been really very good indeed. Obviously they have been kept at a safe distance and allowed a sniff in strictly controlled ways...but hey have been good and are not at all shitty at the extended back-garden hours they now endure