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Happy Friday the 13th.

Glad I’m not superstitious.

Talked to Ken this morning – he was just eating breakfast at 9:45 am — that’s REALLY late for him! He couldn’t remember when they went to bed last night (which means it was probably this morning 🙂 ), but they did see all of qualifying which he said was awesome.

I got up at 2:30 this morning so I could drive the hour to Greenville to meet a friend who was helping place dogs in foster care for our mutual friend who has had a stroke. Kathy’s daughter and a friend are putting the dogs in with different friends around SC & NC until Kathy’s outlook is more defined. They are thinking she won’t ever be able to go back to living alone, but she’s one determined lady, and if anyone can overcome this, she would be that person. I’ll spend most of tomorrow grooming the dogs as two of them are Yorkies and they are in show coat and thier coats are in bad shape. I just hope I can save them, but as most of you know, I’m not a long-haired dog person.

This has really made me step back and re-think my life with dogs.

Getting my hair cut tonight after work. I picked a style that I think will work and we’ll just see what the hairdresser says. I may be all wet, who knows.

Back to the grindstone.

Love to all,

Margaret