Starbucks was busy and crowded this morning. I rode my bike there. Cars never look both ways before they cross the sidewalk. It turns out there are at least two Starbucks closer to our house than the one I went to. Good to finally get out of the house.
This morning at the Sunnyvale library, everybody seemed to be sleeping. Old people. Drowsing off in the middle of reading something. Some snoring. You'd think it would be more comfortable to sleep in your bed at home.
I saw a black squirrel.
When I got back I found out that my dog had a stroke while I was gone. She is dying. She's been with us for 13 years. She's spending her day on Valium, walking around nervously. It hurts to watch her suffer.
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and then the dog didn't die....
in fact, she's was almost better than normal for a second there.
i think our house has an anti-dog-death charm on it.
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