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Car is washed, coffee is purchased, plans are set. We're about to head out to Golden Gate Park to let Sprocket run around a fenced area. It'll be his first taste of “puppy freedom” since he left Iowa a few months ago. Gretchen just got a note from a subscriber RE: his barfing. Could be renal failure. I didn't even know my dog had a renal, much less a failing one. Looks like ums gets to go to the vet again. Yes ums does! Yes ums does!
I think I've found a new daily visit, courtesy of Meryl. The Joy of Tech is pretty darn funny! I wish they'd e-mail it to me every day. As long as I don't need Real to see it, I'm thrilled. What else really thrills me? A new fan. Did I say “thrills?” I meant to say “makes me wonder what I did to deserve this.” Happens all the time. And no, that's not me pretending to be someone who likes me. People like me, and now they're making Web pages about me. Guess I don't need my ego anymore.




