I am changing direction just a bit today. I am still in Kenya and enjoying myself but Thanksgiving is tough for me. I lost my Mom on Thanksgiving and even though it has been years It is difficult. My way of coping is reaching out and being away. Since my family of humans is essentially gone I made a family with my four Rescues who give me joy, laughter, and purpose. They are at Camp while I am away and I miss them. I have so much and my pups absolutely enhance my life. Here they are: Molly (the white one), Finn (the large brown and black English Yorkie), Billy the Kid, (the gray one: a Silky) and Chico (who is also gray but has a black face mask). Here they are:
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