Now that the pup pursuit is over, Gracie and Brownie are living the good life with Toni.
Brownie and Gracie recuperating at Toni’s
Toni with Brownie
So this is a good time to tell you the stupid things I did while trying to trap Gracie. Toni and Loretta were unavailable that particular night so I decided to go out alone. That was my first stupid move.
On Wednesday my friend Sharon turned 58. For this I’m grateful for two reasons:
a) she’s like a sister and, 2) she saved my life.
Sharon and me in our younger days
Now don’t get me wrong; Sharon didn’t give me her bone marrow or anything. Not that she wouldn’t if I needed it. No, she saved me in a more adventurous way.
As you know if you’re a faithful reader, I once blogged about our rafting trip, Who You Callin’ an Adrenaline Junkie? But this time I’m writing about it from a I’m-grateful-to-be-alive perspective.
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