Tired tonight, maybe just the start of a new week after a four day weekend. Both Keith and I have sore throats, and are dragging.
We found out tonight that we will probably be adopting a third pug girl... I was approached a week ago about her, but did not hear anything else, and assumed the people had decided to keep her or had found another home. She had only been with them a month. My heart hurts for pets treated this way. She is young, only two, like Abby.... but her first family was unable to keep her when they had to move in with relatives. These folks took her but did so only because their kids agreed to "do the dog chores", and this did not work out. So the poor little dog must go to a new home again. I think once she is here, she will have found her forever home. She was called Gertie originally I think, but has been called Molly for the past month. We like both. Right now my son has her in Independence (Mo.), because he works at the same place as her current owner. I got an email from him tonight asking if I wanted to pick her up Saturday, which rocked me off my chair because I had heard nothing further about the dog. We have decided to make room on the bed for a third, though... but pretty soon Keith and I will have to move to the spare room and let the pugs take over.
I had planned to do a story tonight about the wonderful compost bins Keith has re-formed in the garden, but that must wait for another time when I feel better up to sitting here at the tube. Right now, I'm off to bed after gargling with salt water.... TMI!!!