Thank dog and praise cheeses for these two. They've literally held me together the last few weeks as my health plummeted into Lyme disease hell. Surviving on 2-3 hours of sleep per night and all the other little goodies that come along with Neurological Lyme plus a brand-new infection has been peachy. This election season was extra difficult. Chronic pain makes me more sensitive than I was as a healthier version of myself. My heart shatters into a million pieces with each story indicating the country entering an era of fewer freedoms, more fear and more hatred. But these two? They keep it real. They help me pick up the pieces of my heart and glue it back together again. Because they only know their love for the outdoors, good cuisine and snuggles. And they will fight to the end to protect those things. (Well at least the cracker will. Juno will only bounce around egging him on.) This new administration does not define me and never will.
Anyone want to start a petition to make dogs a healthcare tax deduction for every household? 'Cuz I'm thinkin' there's a win-win here.
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