Charley & I waiting for street car.


We have been slowly recovering from Charley’s wound. The vet at Urban Animal told me I had to keep Charley down for a whole week. That meant no jumping, no playing, running. Just simple walks around the block. That was it.  She did get a little hyper and her stiches cracked a bit, so a t-shirt AND her cone were put on.  I learned the first time!

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A lot of things can happen in a half century. Life is so weird. From Colorado, moved to CA, lived in Darby, MT, moved to WA. Became homeless for 7 years total. Changed my perspective. Subsidized housing. Recently found out I'm adopted. 50 % Polish, 50 % Belgium, 1st generation. Have my Charley Waffle, and just try to roll with whatever comes our way!

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