FAMILY PHOTOS
If it weren’t for my family and friends (and even my dachshunds), I’d be even more hysterical and depressed than I usually am.
This is me at Gardens of the World in Thousand Oaks (I think).
It’s Kasumi, having “coffee” with her mom in the morning.
I don’t have any new Andrew pictures, so I’m leaving this one here. 
Gracie again, after having a very satisfying roll in the mud.
This is my favorite of the two. I could actually wear it if it weren’t so old and
fragile. This is my favorite of the two. 
Hot Dog (a foster child who found a wonderful Forever Home in Albuquerque) and Heidi (one of my own elderly wiener dogs) snuggling together.
Rosie and Daisy, when then were younger. Now they’re both gray.
It’s Gracie in the orange grove. According to Robin, she carried that orange around
all over the place and then she threw up. God bless dogs :-
Snow in front of my niece’s house in Sebec Village, Maine. Gorgeous, isn’t it? 
And this ghastly photograph is me. It’s going to be on my new New Mexico driver’s
license. For four years!!!!! Gadzooks, I really ought to have smiled, huh? I swear
I don’t generally look like this. If you don’t believe me, look at the picture above.
Please. 
One of Robin and Gilbert’s Halloween pumpkins, which shows no sign of rotting, much
to Robin’s dismay. 
A dear OLD (in other words, she’s my age), Lauren Fiedler, sent me two perfectly
smashing authentic, genuine, honest-
Bella and Bam Bam are getting a little better, but it’s going to take lots of love and patience to undo the treatment they’ve had until now.
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Scrappy and Daisy (formerly my winner-
