After a period of brief (but triumphant) return to my primary walkies area, I am abandonned for a near eternity.  She is now back and a semblance of routine has returned.  However I am in need of a spa day.  And a series of excursions to Buffy places and some of that Safeway roasted chicken in the plastic box thing would help kick-start the healing.

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