WORST. BLOGGER. EVER.

     I have excuses, but you don't want to hear them, and I'm tired of making them.  All I'll say is that I'll have no excuses at all for April, because I signed up again for the A to Z Challenge and so I'll be forced to post 26 times in that month (every day except Sundays).  And since at this point I have pre-written zero of my 26 posts, I would say that I have a pretty busy March and April ahead of me.
     I might also mention, not as an excuse or anything, that my flight from Israel landed at 4:00 a.m. today after a mind-numbing 12 hours in the air, so I'll just wrap up for now.  But I'll include one photo of me, my daughter and my mom, with my 5'3" daughter looming over us the rest of us midgets like a giant:

     It's good to be back home.

GOOD TIMING

     Just what I needed... being around new life.  This guy is my less-than-2-week-old great-nephew snoozing during our visit yesterday.

DOG MATH

Subtract:

     1 joyous plume of a tail
     2 soulful black eyes
     1 huge infectious grin
     1 curly blond coat
     1 pure heart

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What are you left with?
Nothing at all
But love.

Rest in peace, Murphy, beloved friend.  (4/29/05 - 2/6/16)  I don't know how you knew that this morning would be the only time all week when none of us would be at work, the vet's office would be open, and Amy would be home.  But you knew.  As always, you made everything as easy for us as you could, right up to the very end.  Thank you, sweet boy, for being a role model for all of us.