Thursday, March 5, 2009

Counting the hours. . .

. . until Sadie is home. Jim and I visited her last night, and she was an unhappy girl, hissing and growling at everyone and everything. We convinced her to eat some (canned) food by putting dabs on our fingers.

It was so quiet in the house last night without her. 

I'll post some photos of her as soon as she's settled in again.

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