Keeping Up with Fiorella and Sonia

Now that Fiorella is no longer teaching, she is never too sure of the dates and sometimes messes up when she assigns  a blog to a publication time, like she did yesterday, which is why Tuesday's message did not appear until mid-afternoon. Apologies.
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Sonia Dog's hearing is so acute that she knows, even from two rooms away, when Fio is snapping a Milkbone in two--and this is the dog Husband thought was deaf.
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Speaking of Sonia, she set up an angry racket the other day when, looking out the front window, she spotted a small, dark animal scooting low en el parke. Fio's afraid it may have been an armadillo, which as you know, is not one of her favorite creatures. Dang things have at least four underground lairs on the property.
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Fiorella resents having to put up with a battery of mid-year medical tune-up exams while she's still trying to sort out the leftovers from Husband's death. On the other hand, that recommendation that she pick up a bottle of Zyrtec has not only cleared her throat, but also reduced her Kleenex budget.
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Fio made a new friend yesterday, someone whom she has several things in common with, but she's playing her cards close and not telling the Newbie how to reach her blog. Too much Fiorella in too short a time could be overwhelming.