Charlie likes to hop in bed after my husband leaves for work in the morning. Usually to snuggle.
He's doing well, is back on duty. I'm doing okay too. Just trying to keep my head above water and fight my mental illness. I've knit a few washcloths, baked a few treats, gained a few pounds, cleaned a few piles that have been hanging around the house since we moved in. In other words, there's nothing interesting to say, but we're okay. Love.
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