How good to find Pam at 20 years sober, Mary-Christine and Lou all posting again. Every now and then I go searching for those who were posting when I first began back in 2007. I know they are out there leading full, happy and productive lives but I still hope they are secretly itching to come back and blog again. I love the recovery blogging community.
Snips and snails and puppydog tails. No pics of my new pup are possible because I don’t have a camera or the kind of cell phone that lets me do happy snapshots. The image above taken from Google is the closest I could get to the sublime ugliness of my little Great Dane at six weeks – he isn’t brindle but that squinty mean-eyed scowl is about right. I am nearly as besotted as the housemate and my small female dogs have begun to play with him, in a condescending manner. The house smells like a kennel.