Currently looking after Izzy, my elderly Jack Russell, her health is gradually declining after a sudden seizure last year, up until which I’d say “she’s still a puppy at heart” to all the other 2 legs we’d encounter on our lengthy beach walks, but our life changed dramatically that fateful day, since which we’ve hastily been adapting, making various adjustments to help relieve her stress, now as we tentatively broach our chapter 15, I regard each extra day with her a blessing, my little white torpedo.
Good Morning Thursday 2nd July 2026


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