September 7 ... all good things...

So in the on going saga of little Archie - the pup that was supposed to change my life (I know, I know) ... I am ever so happy to report that a wonderful home, complete with dog buddy, has been found for my dear Archie. He lives next to a lake, with kind and loving people, who are home most of the time. They have other dogs these people and so are versed in the life and needs of a puppy.

No one will be able to convince me that I haven't failed miserably at this ...  and that's fine. I am eternally grateful that a place like Rosie's Animal Adoption exists, that people like Kathy, who has devoted her life to helping animals exist, and that choices I make do not end in total disaster.

August 19... dog days of summer

We are having the nicest summer we've had in years. So after a super frustrating morning of taking care of dad things again - found me out tending to gardens, cutting grass, picking tomatoes, and pitying my squash plant. At some point we will celebrate because I will in fact harvest ONE spaghetti squash! One! Which, on the grateful side of things, is better than none!

I have been reading up on puppy training and the like. Today, I am very excited (same physiological response right - panic, excitement - it's all in the head after that??) about Jackson's arrival next week. Best to be prepared.

I'm in a good place today. That cycle did wonders, and a weekend of that coming up sounds good to me.