Holy Moly
I knew it had been quite some time since I'd posted anything here, but had no idea it had been since December. Where does the time go?
Is there anyone out there still reading this blog. I don't know what happened, but the words just quit coming. Andmaybe I got lazy. One's muse leaving town and being lazy is a deadly combination, especially for a blogger.
Well if you're still here, I'd like to redirect you to a new blog. (I know that doesn't make any sense - not writing one place then starting in another. It's kind of like having 5 pairs of jeans, but knowing in your heart of hearts that you really need the ones that are sale staring you in the face.)
The new blog Crazy Maizey chronicles the life of my son's dog, Maizey. She has been diagnosed with cancer. We all feel very sad. Right now Maizey doesn't even appear to be sick. She limps now and then, but can plays, swims, and beats up her brother like always. For some reason, learning about dog cancer made me want to write again. I have no idea what the connection is.
I took the bait. Decide to run with it. I've even had a few of those nights where I can't fall asleep because the words seem to spill out on my pillow. I don't know how long it will last, but I'm going with it. If you are are interested, come follow the story of a man and his dog, and a mom who loves them both. As usual, I love your comments.
Thanks for your long-time support.
Merry ME
Is there anyone out there still reading this blog. I don't know what happened, but the words just quit coming. And
Well if you're still here, I'd like to redirect you to a new blog. (I know that doesn't make any sense - not writing one place then starting in another. It's kind of like having 5 pairs of jeans, but knowing in your heart of hearts that you really need the ones that are sale staring you in the face.)
The new blog Crazy Maizey chronicles the life of my son's dog, Maizey. She has been diagnosed with cancer. We all feel very sad. Right now Maizey doesn't even appear to be sick. She limps now and then, but can plays, swims, and beats up her brother like always. For some reason, learning about dog cancer made me want to write again. I have no idea what the connection is.
I took the bait. Decide to run with it. I've even had a few of those nights where I can't fall asleep because the words seem to spill out on my pillow. I don't know how long it will last, but I'm going with it. If you are are interested, come follow the story of a man and his dog, and a mom who loves them both. As usual, I love your comments.
Thanks for your long-time support.
Merry ME
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