They say that comedians are sensitive to sad. Annie is the house crack-up. And she has spent the past month, since Mom was hospitalized, trying to make me laugh, giggle, smile, and just remain calm.
I think she needs a raise in her allowance. She's had to work pretty hard. Doing the funny thing with her ears that labs do so well, rolling down hills, leaping on her sister (and missing the target), bringing me dead toys while I am on the phone...
Murphy's day.
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