Mr Nicky, our 18 year old dog died last week. He was really fading that last week or so but he was a great dog to the end. We got him when he was 6 months old right after our son's bar mitzvah. Our daughter Alex was 6 years old; they grew up together. He was very popular with the girls in her dorm when we brought him with us to visit Alex both at boarding school and college and she was of course thrilled. She lavished attention on him when she was home last fall between contracts. He'd gotten crotchety in his old age, but he let Alex pet him and hold him while he was intolerant of our attentions. She kept hoping that he'd last till she came home from Korea this December, but that was asking too much of him. I keep looking for him when I walk through rooms.
On top of that, I put my back out yesterday. Not the worst I've had, but not great. I am doing my back exercises and taking it easy.
I have gotten some sewing done and I'll get to that in my next post. Pants that fit. Finally.
Notes on a Pattern - McCall M7445 Pants
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