It's now been two years since I left. Two years and so much has changed, yet so much remains the same. A year ago today, I was able to bring my Golden Retriever to live with me in my new apartment. She and I are so happy. We have made so many new friends, both of the canine and human variety. Norma Jean has just blossomed. She is no longer aggressive and frightened, she is now happy, secure and ever so friendly. And she loves to dress up. She has sweaters, sweats, t-shirts, dresses, costumes, and of course, a holiday sweater. Last month, I got some news that I was expecting that my darling girl was suffering from cancer. At her age (13), and the stage of the cancer, surgery was not an option. So, we are having the time of our lives. Anything she wants, she gets. Even if that means I have to walk her at 3 in the morning. While she is still feeling quite well, she is tiring easily. I'm still working at my barely above minimum wage job, and loving it. I could tell so many sill
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