Thursday, February 05, 2004

Not much has happened so far today, but Terri R. gets upset when I don't post SOMETHING so here it goes, T. Just took Bugsy out for a walk--I think the darkest hour may have passed, I see light at the end of a long, smelly, expensive tunnel. I'm almost afraid to write such a bold statement, for fear of angering the Gods of canine intestinal disorders, but if every man, woman, and child joins hands together and thinks positive thoughts such as: "Please let Bugsy not have to go back to the pet hospital" or "For God's sake, don't make Jennifer have to shell out another $300 on doggy medical treatment," then the worst may be over. As the great FDR once said, "All we have to fear is fear itself." And runny poo.
In Felt Up News...Big shout out to my first customer, who saw this blog on the Sublime Stitching newsletter, I do believe, and wants two flower pins. You know who you are, and my dog and I both thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Also warm, fuzzy feelings to another kind soul, over at who sent me some barrette blanks and restored my faith in mankind.

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