A femur broken, a puppy safe, lessons learned at 3 a.m. in a darkened house
Doggone it!!! I’m writing to you from the caregiving halls of Methodist Mansfield hospital, where I’ve been encamped since some nice paramedics brought me here about 4 a.m. Friday. You all know how long-winded I am, so I’m sorry in advance. But I’ll quickly get to what we called the nut graf in my former … More A femur broken, a puppy safe, lessons learned at 3 a.m. in a darkened house