It was good to talk to Jed today. He is in Sebree tonight. Staying at a church hostel for cross country travelers. I think he will be able to get his shoes tonight or tomorrow morning. I'll be grateful for that. Don't feel much like writing tonight. Our dear little Maltese dog Lady died today in my husband's arms. She had a really bad heart from birth. We, of course knew that, and is the reason why we took her. We knew no one would want her with that defective heart. We wanted her. She became like a little child to us in our old age. The vet's prognosis of not living to see her first birthday was outdone, but she didn't quite make it to number 2. Our little granddaughters were planning a "burthday party" for her. They were going to spend the night and let her sleep in bed with them, and lavish her with kisses and pats on the head. She'd have loved it. Good bye little dog. We loved you so.
My thoughts travel to Jed again. Good night my son. May heaven's angels travel with you all your tomorrows.
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