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A tale for Rio

Dear Rio,

One time, I gave my friend Jeff a bunch of silly presents that included a marked-down Donna doll. (I wish I’d left the big orange sticker on her, dammit.)

In a very 90210 moment, he got mad and gave her back to me. Then he died. I don’t think the two events were connected, but I will say it’s never a good idea to mess with Tori, even Discount Tori.

For Lisa in IA, with plenty of adverbs and adjectives!

A sad, silly tale of sensible shoes…

I have not worn high heels or sexy shoes since the 1980s. My aversion to said shoes is probably the reason why my chick lit partial was rejected and why Sarah Jessica Parker will never be my BFF.

But in the field of sensible shoes, as I expressed to Lisa, Born shoes rock, and I have a few pairs.

However, the sad truth is:
read sad truth here

Another confession

Confession, as Sister Mary Amanda Prophet reminds Adam in HE’S THE ONE, cleanses the soul.

But first things first. I’m glad that Shannon’s dog Rutlie is doing okay and hope the change in food will make a difference. Last week, I found out that my brother’s dog Bailey got some of the tainted food and ended up at the vet. Bailey is okay, no kidney damage that I know of, but he’s an old dog and is lucky that my brother was using only a tiny portion of the wet food to make Bailey’s dry food more appealing.

The only good that can come of this is that people should now be more aware of what’s in their pets’ food, and their outrage may provoke changes. I’ll always wonder if it wasn’t a food issue that made our dachshunds die within five days of each other in 2000 after a series of mysterious illnesses that left Pete with liver failure and Stevie with kidney failure. That’s when I got appalling information on pet food ingredients from a homeopathic vet. We began buying Wysong when Margot and Guinness came into our lives. It’s the only product I trust.

Now for the confession and happier things.
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