i'm home and the dogs are crazy.

I'm home.

The dogs are nuts. It's been kinda funny. They come in my office and do a loop under the desk just to make sure I'm still here and they've been sneaking in my room at night and laying down really quiet and well behaved so they can stay and sleep by my bed, which is for them is the coolest place in the whole wild world.

I miss Molly. I'll walk past her spot on the kitchen floor and notice her absence. I'll get a little sad and within moments, Cowgirl will be by my side. She leans against me, looks up at me with what seems like true empathy and pats my face with her scruffy little claws. There is something about how much she wants everything to be okay that seems to actually make everything okay.

I got a sweet voice mail from a friend telling me he knows how hard it is to lose a dog friend and sending me his best. The message really hit home and reminded me that when you have to do something hard, it's too easy to forget that while you're being brave and strong, you also have to find time to be sad. Lucky me, I have Cowgirl.

I also got a call from my friend Kenny up in the North Woods. When he leaves messages he always yells "Stacy, Where are you? Where are you? Come and talk to me!" Then he tells me that they had a freeze up there, a hard freeze and it was cold, let me tell you and he and Pupper might just start making their way down to Texas again.

I don't know how Kenny and I became friends. We would just start talking when he came into the shelter. We both love our dogs, but, there are just some people you feel at home with. Kenny is one of them.

Everytime I get a message from him I feel like the world is a fine place indeed.

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