{{{{Cass}}}}

Anyways, back from the nonstop jogging from hell the brisk walk, Daisy is no longer doing the whine thing. She is back in her usual mood, of barking at all the cars that go past. At least, she is happy and not stealing panties.

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((((Cass))))

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{{{{Cass}}}}

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A friend just gav e me this link:

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Just realized my dad flew up to Sacramento today (he had to pick up a car and this trip usually takes two to three days) and so I called mom (stepmom) to see if I could come up tonight also.

Dad is about two hours from home. He flew up and is driving straight back down. I just talked with him. You know, people who are just very good and very lucky get to find love like they have. Good dad.

She doesn't know the stage or extent yet (and I'm cancer-clueless). She doesn't see the oncologist until next Tuesday.

These specifics are very important. My thoughts will be with her, and you MG, while she is waiting for these answers.

Daisy steals panties? Amusing dog.

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I am thinking that going and picking up some taquitos and then some beer are in order. I have no food here and I could use a drink.

Then I can just eat, cry my eyes out, get some sleep and tomorrow I can take care of people.

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{{{Cass}}}

Your plan sounds like a good one.

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Cass, taquitos and beer will be good for you, and I hope for a swift and peaceful passing.

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Daisy steals panties? Amusing dog.

Lucy steals socks. Amusing, but not so much when she goes after the ones you're currently wearing. Ouchie.

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taquitos and beer will be good for you,

I have both now. It was a good plan.

and I hope for a swift and peaceful passing.

Thank you. It seems unreal that my grandma was this vibrant person at my parent's Christmas party on the 10th. I'm glad I was there and that we spent a lot of time just idly chatting that night. Because that person is mostly gone and now it is about helping her move on.

When I called my stepmom to ask if I should come up tonight, she told me that my grandma was asking where my grandpa was. "I think he's waiting for you, mom," she said. I managed not to cry on the phone. Just said that I thought he was and they could be together again now.

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Lucy steals socks. Amusing, but not so much when she goes after the ones you're currently wearing. Ouchie.

While you are wearing them? Ouch is right!

One of my parent's Golden Retrievers steals shoes. And slippers. And socks. But only when they are off of actual feet. He's not impressive as a thief anymore. Though watching him run around with the purloined footwear in his mouth is funny. Happily trotting around with a sock or a slide.

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I had a barn cat steal my wool hat a few times while I was wearing it.

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