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One Tired Puppy

Morning, All.

Writing from my friends' house in Greensboro, SC. I'm in the middle of a mini-tour through the south that ends in Nashville, home of the greatest Grandmother in the world, 93-year-old alive and kickin' Grannylou Furman.

My days are bookended by visits with old friends and relatives and readings at little shops, big stores, libraries. In the middle? Miles and miles of driving. Right now, I'm saying goobye to the Chumbleys, the wonderful family who spent Christmas volunteering at CAS, and their four-legged clan: Marley, Ringo, Leonardo, Spook, Chai and all the rest....eight love muffins in all.

Will check in on Sunday from Nashville. Don't know whether I'm more excited to see my grandmother and my sweet aunt Beverly Ann or my ancient old lab/pit mix pal Levi.....

Be kind to each other.

xo


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