P.M. POST
TULLY says . . .
We didn't write a morning post today simply because nothing was going on. We aren't cavorting aboard a cruise ship as you are, Mom and Dad, or hopping on and off water taxis in Stockholm without a care in the world. Pelted with rain, were you? Forced to buy an umbrella? At least no one left you with a dog sitter for a month.
It's not easy being me.
DIVA says . . .
We met great new friends on our walk—Stuart and Gabriel, fluffy little Pomeranians! Their noses are all mushed in. How in the heck can they smell anything? Millie was out, too. Now a breeze is blowing in the front door, Emmy gave us peanut butter after our walk, and I feel great! Mom and Dad, why are you going to Hell Sinky tomorrow? You are good! Good people go to Heaven Sinky!
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