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I love it when I write something somewhat difficult/unhappy. Because basically all you can do is sit tight and wait for that story's people to show up. Well, been a few days, and I think the whump fans smelled the blood in the water. I'm very happy about this.

Bug has injured her leg. She's very athletic and she's about six years old now, so she tore some ligaments in her back leg. We're trying to keep her as still as possible, but it's not eacy.

I've been having back pain, so that's no fun.

And now it's two am. Ah well. Happy Labor Day to those that celebrate.