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Rainy Days and Fundays

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In the midst of rainy season we identified a break in the clouds and made our way up to Fukushima for a little road trip and a lotta food. The resort, a dog owner’s dream, has a restaurant that has buffets. Yes, buffets. Plural. One for the humans, one for the dogs. Of course, Matilda found this practice to her liking. Though Lydia, wanting to maintain her high society image, found it to be revolting and wanted to return to her temporary stay residence, which, unfortunately, was not in accordance with her elite status but the only accommodation her da-DEE could afford.


Speaking of Matilda, her evacuation patterns are still head scratching. Some days mornings, though after a 45 minute walk. Some days nothing. Some days late afternoon. I was definitely spoiled with Abby who dispensed her waste like a vending machine set to a daily clock.


Having a difficulty looking at watermelons in supermarket. Typically, by now I would’ve dove into the watermelon purchasing waters as Abby was a nut for see-ka, see-ka. But right now I feel like it’s unfair to buy a watermelon in which Abby can’t partake.


Did the Magurobi, Ferry, Juku-Juku run yesterday. Had to be the best day we’ve had since Abby left us. Matilda has gotten much better riding in the car. She loved tuna buffet (4 plates), which Lydia has always put tiara aside for. Both loved the ferry, and just getting back to Juku Juku gives them comfort like a blanket.


Breaking News- I’m losing the war on ear hair and nose hair.

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