Wednesday, February 11th
Today was a day of highs and lows.
High: I finally found a dog groomer just a few blocks from the house, which is great – Millie hasn’t had a bath since her quarantine stay and even David thinks she’s getting a bit stinky. The groomer’s sign said “Dogs Any Size Welcome”, which is fantastic, since some places have a weight limit and it’s been hard to find a place in the neighborhood that will take her (she's about 100 pounds). I called the number to make an appointment and the lady who answered said “Yes yes, we take big dogs, what kind you got!?” I told her Millie was a Chesapeake Bay Retriever, and she was impressed. “Ah, big dog,
Low: I might not be able to keep working from home here – the taxes implications may be getting too complicated. If I have to find a job in
High: Our cashiers check was deposited! We finally have money in the bank. Whew. I can pay the groomer to clean Miss Stinky.
[Millie in 2004, before she became the tank she is today...]
I was going to say that Millie looked tiny in that picture! Then I realized she was just a mere pup then :)
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