Dear John,
What we have tonight is crying and spilled milk, with no causative relationship between the two.

It is amazing how much milk a small glass holds. I had milk all over the bedside table - top, front and sides. There was milk on the floor, the rug, the side of the bed, my pillow, and in my bedroom shoes. And in the middle of all of it was Jethro, happily licking it up. I cleaned it all up while my Cheerios got soggy. It did make me stop crying. :Life with the animals is nothing if not entertaining.
About my day: I did reschedule the vet appointment and did go to work. Tomorrow is Friday so I'll be in early, and should try to get some sleep. I'll use another pillow. It's things like this that I imagine you don't regret missing. But we still miss you, even in the midst of spilled milk!
Love you more than dry pillows,
Joan.
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