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When I finally fell asleep this morning after the dog barf party, I must have felt guilty when I wrote about wondering why I continue to keep the two large and messy beasts. This is because I dreamed about both of them being hurt and me unable to do anything about it. It was a very upsetting nightmare. And I wouldn’t wish that kind of dream on anyone.

But upon waking I was glad to see both of them alive, well, and hungry for breakfast. Dogfood again! Yum! My turn with the chew toy! Ah yes. I am so thankful to have these furry knuckleheads around to remind me about the smaller and often more meaningful things in life. Now if I could just get all of this dog hair out of my keyboard again.