It's quiet here now. Rachel, Noah and baby Isaac have left for the heat of Las Vegas. Jane and Bob are in Denver waving signs at the convention and Liz and Giul and Jake are camping downeast. Steve and I are all alone...with the dogs.
I was left with detailed instructions--put their collars on--check; give DD a pill for her arthritis--attempted but failed; fill their plates with dog food--no problem; put them to bed at night in our screened in porch--they didn't like it but they did go in there. Good thing, too, since there wss definitely a skunk roaming around here last night, especially toward the end of Michelle Obama's speech. Louie smells bad enough despite the fact that Jane had him groomed and shampooed prior to his sleepover with us.
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