My little brown Pocket Rocket.... it may be true it may not be true, but no matter what I will still love you. I wish it weren't that I didn't have the time to spend with you, but know this, whatever time I do have, I spend it with you.
Even if you tore up so many of my shoes, ruined how many blankets and ate stuffing out all the pillows and took up so much money for all your doggie bones and treats and biscuits and yummy smelling jerky, it was all worth it.
My little Hershey's Kiss, you are the most wonderful dog I've ever had. Beautiful, smart, loyal and adorable. *hugs*
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Today is Day 1 of Day 9.
o.O
I am so psyched and so scared at the same time. Not today, but of the days to come.
My level of paranoid-ism:
I actually dreamt of what size loaf tin I was going to make my foccacia in. And how I was going to cut the pineapple and so on so forth.
Which!! Reminds me... I have my bread to do now...
So much for an emotional moment up there..
Back to work!
*muddles off with a sigh*
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