Sorry for being AWOL. Just a metric ton of stuff going on. Feels like I spend half my life on the phone making arrangements, and now this weekend is homecoming so I am going to have a bunch of middle aged drunks to deal with.
Lemme just say that Maggie the pooch below is right in my wheelhouse for the kind of little dog that punches all my buttons. And I feel like hiding under a couch whenever I go to a big city, too.