I did not check on the patient yesterday. I made the mistake of going by Tuesday evening and all I am going to say is my backside was her dinner. I am not the brightest bulb in the pack, but I know not to volunteer for additional ass chewings.

Through the grapevine I learned they moved Krl into the Rehab Hospital. Good luck to them and to her.

It has kind of been fun with the houndgirls, me being their only source of food, water, rocking, and warmth for sleeping. I may rename them. They would be "the big sister", "the good sister", and "the eeville" sister. The pup being the evil one. But, she doesn't even know. She is so happy all of the time.

I will say I take great joy in flipping the overhead light on and telling them it is time to go to work!

Rian is interviewing today for a job. I won't say where, but he believes it is a school and community he would like to raise the three boys in. Good luck Rian!

Have a day!

FATHER, I need all the help YOU can send me!