Today is father's day in Sweden. I have celebrated my Dad. I have also celebrated Calvin, the father of my pups, on their behalf. Daniel talked to his father in Stockholm over the telephone. A little later, he and Paula went over to her father, who lives much closer, just a few blocks away. Not everyone lives so close to their father as I or Paula do, who can easily celebrate them. This is too bad, because it is always fun to have reasons to celebrate.
I am blowing my coat, but Paula helped me brush all of it this evening. It feels good to get rid of all that excess hair and I look better.
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