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The tumor is apparently something young dogs can develop (though I never had a dog have one before). It should disappear within a few months, or we can have them remove it.
I'm so relieved!
Thank you ALL for your kind thoughts and wishes. I was mentally saying goodbye to my little four-legged kook every time I looked at him.
I'm sure he was bewildered at all the hugs and kisses he got every time he happened to walk into the room. :-D :-D :-D

Oh maybe you can search it on line. :-)

The vet biopsied it and will let us know in a couple of days. She said he's young and typically young dogs do recover from this kind of thing, but... waaaaaaaaah.

Michigan bans discrimination against gay couples by adoption agencies"
I'm in that mood where I'm more upset that there ever was discrimination than being glad it's stopped. I need to shake it off. ARGH.

I don't know if he's actually cleared or there just wasn't enough to actually prosecute.
I think Stephen Colbert had it right. If he isn't a Russian asset WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH HIM?

Next week is the all president's meeting, and all the executives are ..."
Oh wow! This is so exciting!

First at the demonstration for the Kurdish New Year Nawroz, which is also political, for ex. to protest agaisnt the condition of Kurdish political prisoners in Turkey and t..."
That really WAS epic.

Yeah, well...take a number. :-(

2 - Undisturbed writing time. Wow. Writing is actually relaxing when you're not being yanked out of the story every ten minutes! Right now I'm working on "Stranger in the House" for the FOOTSTEPS anthology. I'm loving remembering our trip to Montreal.
3 - Spring swim days. We've had five days this past week where it was actually warm enough--just barely--to swim.
4 - Turning off the TV. I really cannot handle listening to the news right now.
5 - Mashed potatoes and...pretty much anything.

I've been wondering about this one. I ordered some Philosophy
perfume a few months ago and they sent me a free small bottle of
..."
It's a very comfortable "winter's night" scent, I think. :-)

My best thing about today is taking a break from writing to pop into Goodreads.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fake_or...
You can stream one season Netflix.
I love it. The detective work is fascinating!

And like so many bedtime stories, it begins with a lost prince, a brave soldier, a witch’s spell, and in our case, yes, a bed.
Not just any bed. A black and bronze Victorian antique four-poster with a superbly cast brass plaque decoration in the shape of a five-pointed star and one perfect crystal bedknob atop each tall and graceful post.
The perfect witch’s bed.
Or rather, the perfect bed for a witch.
The problem was, he saw it first.
John Joseph Galbraith.
I didn’t know who he was at the time.
I noticed him, though. At six-foot-four, with shoulders like the Golden Gate Bridge, he was hard to miss. Early forties. Not handsome exactly—or at least the handsomeness was secondary to his air of command. Of authority. Not a guy to fool around with.
So naturally I had to try and fool around with him.
“That’s going to be a tight fit,” I said.
John looked up from his frowning contemplation of the star escutcheon. “What?”
I’m six feet, so it was a novelty to have to look up to meet his eyes. His were a striking shade of yellow-brown—amber—and those alert hawk eyes perfectly suited the severity of his features.
Despite the red glints in his thick hair, there were no freckles on his tanned face. It did not look like a face that creased into a smile very often, and it was definitely not creased for me that afternoon.
I nodded at the empty rectangle formed by the black and bronze bed frame. “Especially if you’re planning on company.” I smiled right into his amber eyes.
He stared right back at me and said, “I sleep alone.”
“That would have to be by choice.”
“Now you’re catching on.”
He was not flirting back. He was not regretting his lack of bedtime companionship, and he was bluntly declining any and all offers I might have in mind.
I felt my smile falter a little. Not that I think I’m irresistible, but some people do. Mortals usually do. When I want them to.
Beside me, Andi gave a little Mary Poppins kind of sniff. Which is always a danger signal.

I do that too. Listen obsessively to a thing over and over and over. I just want to *absorb* it.

Yeah, those are the best kind of tears.

2 - Mainly by Moonlight. I am loving writing this book, and it's killing me to have to stop and work on other things.
3 - Bath bombs
4 - A short run of weather warm enough for three days swimming
5 - Calculators


Such a nice classic mystery opening. ;-)

Those are great, Jordan. Those are useful from the perspective of both reader and author.