For the first time in 12 years, we’ve had a dog in the house. Terry and I have been watching our nephew’s dog while he and his parents are on vacation.
The dog, Cade, is a frisky 15-month-old mix. I don’t know what breeds are in the mix, but Cade looks a lot like Beau, the dog I had while married to the sociopath and the dog who kept me company as I recovered from my ex-husband’s destruction.
I’ve been having flashbacks.