round 2

Surgery again today. B recovered so well from the first operation that if it wasn't for the incompetence of the pathologist, he'd probably be home right now.

I've been staying with G the entire week. When we were kids we had planned to live in an apartment together and then find two boys and be married by 21. The past week is the closest we came to either of those adolescent goals. I think we would have made great roommates (and terrible brides at 21!).


H-dog is confused by the absence of his male owner. As G left the house H-dog began to hyperventilate. The only thing that would calm him down was to go under the blankets and lay in the dark. I think we are all feeling that way...close to hyperventilating and wishing we could hide under the covers.

However, as G and I learned yesterday we all must be cheerleaders. Clocking in at 3:45 am, G wins the award for dedication.

I feel that dedication and love is the most honest offering.