lucky's gotta be like 15 years old now. he's completely blind, and spends his days keeping tabs on where we are and what we're eating. his favorite thing to do every morning is head out to the back fence and get into it with the neighbor dogs. i have to admit sometimes i let them go at it for a few minutes just so he gets a little excitement in.
feb 3
elizabeth's been cutting some more teeth the past few days. poor girl's been grouchy as all getout, but i don't blame her....swollen gums and all. even as i type this i can hear her grunting around in her bed, trying to settle herself down. such a good girl.
she found some joy tonight in carrying her baby around in this mug. it really is a perfect fit.
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