Showing posts with label she thinks she's died and gone to doggy hell. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Movers and Shakers...


Well I'm all moved in...

Not unpacked though...That's another story...

I had a tremendous amount of help and am so thankful for my friends, family and all of the love and support I had on such a difficult day...Oh and my xanax.

Lola arrived last night. She has been staying with my parents since last Friday...

And as lonesome as I was for her...I knew all of the chaos would just stress her out.

She's having a hard time adjusting...Harder than me.

First of all we are on the second floor...And she's not a big fan of the stairs. She's not use to all of the activity...You know people...cars...other dogs...And was barking non stop this morning.

So it's quite possible that I could be evicted by the end of the week.

She just doesn't deal well with change...She must get that from me.