Wednesday morning


I am coming up for air.

Too much going on.

The worst

My sweet dog Riley was attacked by a vicious dog a few days ago.

Unprovoked. We were walking down the street when he escaped from a parked camper and attacked her.

I kicked him and grabbed his back, but it took three more people get him away from her.

She is home recovering from extensive surgery.


The same week I tested positive for COVID-19.

I, too, am at home recuperating.


Finally, there’s a glitch with the IRS…

You never want to tangle with the Feds…

I have done everything correctly. I don’t owe money.

So, I have to call continually trying to get through to a live person.


All of this will pass.

So thankful for family and friends including my blogging buddies.


11 thoughts on “Wednesday morning

  1. I clicked Like, but I don’t like it at all. You poor thing, Lori, and your poor little dog! I would be SO upset. I imagine you were! Hope you will both be on the mend now. What a terrible time you’ve had. It can only get better.

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  2. You shake your head at these moments, cannot believe everything coming together in such a terrible time. You almost feel as if karma must have your speed dial to line so much up all at once. Big hugs, love and light to you and Riley, be well, and sending lots of energy to give you both strength. And give karma a flat tire 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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