We made it to the podiatrist in Gainesville and the doctor took a scraping to be sent off for analysis. He thinks it benign, but wanted to be sure. We went by Dollar General on the way home at Ellisville. I snapped several shots while waiting in the car. Melanie was buying food and snacks for mamma over at Paula's. We feel she is not getting enough during the day. We arrived and took the little mini refrigerator from the garage and set it up in her room. From there Allison called to say she was ordering from Cedar River, would we like to come over. We called Jordon from home and we all met over at Allison's and ate. My sister was there mostly all on the cusp of tears, having gone to the animal shelter over a week ago and still crying over it. She is a basket case of nerves in dire need of her doctor visit tomorrow.
She gave her long time dog to Tommy Bailey, who once she was married to. Tommy cried, as he loves Phoebe, or what Pheobe represents, a past gone for him as he tries and recover from a stroke.
All quite sad. I posted about Melanie, seemingly making light, but I said, we need the laughter to balance our many tears. So tonight I read three chapters from A Land Remembered. Quite the sad tale as well, amid the joy, the loss.
Tomorrow is Thursday, trash day. I shall try and return the 99 ink cyan for 200 cyan and hope they will. Either way, I need 200 cyan in order to finish printing for Mr Jones and the others I want to take to the Sidewalk Sale Saturday.
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