I went running today for the first time since the surgery three weeks ago. I felt fine, if you count being completely out of shape again as feeling fine. Snuffy wasn't even tired afterwards, although that was sort of his own fault because he found a broken tennis ball two minutes in and scuttled along with it in his mouth the whole time, inhibiting his usual mindless sprinting.
Did you know bimonthly means both every other month and twice a month? Well, it does. Please note that if this is the only descriptor of when your meeting is held, it will be hard for me to figure out when to attend. Thank you.
Dylan took a nap that ended at seven this evening, so we are in for it tonight. Ugh.
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