Life With Sharon, or, How Much Can a Dog Take?
September 18th 2010 10:49 pm
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I'm nervous. Mom has the suitcases out and she's been filling them up all day. I keep bringing her bunnies to try to distract her, but she only talks to me and isn't enticed to play. Once in a while when I get desperate enough to actually drop the bunny, she would give it a perfunctory toss, but I could tell her heart wasn't really in it. Yesterday Lamoine, my dogsitter, came over - I thought it was just a casual visit, but now I'm thinking it might have had a more specific purpose. If you don't hear from me for a couple of weeks, it's because my secretary is gone.