Mortification Monday

July 18th, 1993 Dear Diary, This morning when I awoke I realized that never again would my dog, Baron, wake me up with his wet nose or would lay on the floor next to my bed during storms. It's good to remember the past. But nothing will change the fact that I miss him. We're … Continue reading Mortification Monday

Mortification Monday

Warning! This is a sad one. July 17, 1993 Dear Diary, It started off as any day except no writer's camp. I stayed home. Mu mom had been up with my dog all night. He was having problems. My mom called the vet and made an appointment. I let my dog Baron outside for a … Continue reading Mortification Monday