this morning our son brought by his new dog, a rescue. He's part border collie and part pit bull. Now he and his dad are walking the dogs in the rain. We're really happy he has fulfilled this dream of his, and it looks like he got himself a great dog. I envision play dates and a lot more fun for our dogs. It's a brave thing to take on the responsibility of a dog. And it can be heartbreaking. You have to be ready to feel a lot, and give over any idea of control. These small beings are entirely trusting and in your care. As my son said, it's a bit scary.
I'm taking a friend this afternoon to a movie. I wish the weather would cooperate, but it doesn't look like it. I'll drop her off in front of the theater and search for a parking space. And pull out the rain gear and bundle up. I'm ready for a break. The movie is Spanish, and has Gael Garcia Bernal in it. It's set in Bolivia, about the making of a movie and the political fight over water there. I should be educated and hopefully enraptured. And then there is the popcorn.
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