Another dog… Another Day…

Am I crazy? Have I really flipped it? Header? Off my nut? Completely shit for brains? That’s right. I’m getting another dog. I need another dog to train, and the right dog has come along. Another German Shepherd… A male, five months old… That’s all I know at present. I haven’t even seen him today. I’ll see him tomorrow when his owners bring him over.

I was supposed to go to a meeting, but cried off at the last minute, much to Da’s annoyance. I know I should have gone, but it’s hard to do things when you have chronic pain. you want to go, you have every intention of going…and your body just says no. Or, you tough it out, go and then are down for a week…it’s a lose-lose situation…

I promised Da I’d go to church with him to make up for it. I won’t like it…but, it won’t kill me…

More later,