Well, we are still grieving our girl. Three weeks now. But I can't bear to blog where she did.
So, here I am. I do expect occasional guest appearances by The Boy, that dog who has always taken the role of second banana, or second fiddle, or even second bananafiddle. (He's that good... he can do both at once.) He's not quite as eloquent as his sister was, though.
Not much to write at this point -- much of life has been unbloggable lately, and I don't want this whole blog to be about dog grief -- but I felt it was time to begin finding my new voice.