Monday, September 24, 2012
Saturday, Sunday, Pup Day
She is gorgeous; flowing tresses full of fun and frolic, warmth and desire.
That sentence was meant to start a story of a totally fictional nature. It (the sentence and snippets of the story to flesh out) has been rattling around my head for weeks now. I haven't been able to mash more than that sentence out.
So be it. I will continue to work on the story.
In the meantime, while we were not looking to introduce a canine to the household so soon, a confluence of events brought Cinnamon into our lives. She was rescued from a home with three (or more?) too many puppies. So now, she is ours.
She is settling in rather nicely.