From Potatoes to Canine Medical Practice

One potato, two potatoes, three potatoes more--
Where's the dang computer if it's not on the floor?
Maybe under Doggie, maybe on the bed
Maybe in another room, dead, dead, dead
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Fiorella heard the Hindi in the voice of the young man helping her at the gas station, but refrained from saying. Namaste, jee. Ap kah say heh. It's amazing how language memory can be triggered. Maybe Fio's languages are not lost after all. 😀
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Now that the ceiling is drying, Fio has finally won her battle to have her pacemaker tested, and Biden is leading in the polls, she must rip into her upstairs office, which is a total mess because she had just begun tearing it apart the month before Husband died. Pray for her.
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Interesting. The more layers your girl uncovers in her preparation for moving, the more items she finds that she'd thought she'd lost forever. Hello, red scissors. Where have you been all this time?
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Fiorella finally had to put a bandaid over a small scab on her arm because Sonia Dog kept licking it in a canine attempt to make Mommy well again. 🧡🧡🧡