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EACH DAY HEALS A LITTLE

I may have inherited Franklin's sixth sense that his friend Bruno was coming.

I had this itch about it and continued to have it. So I went out front and there he was. He did that high step thing he did for Franklin. His dads were with him, of course.

I don't want to put too much on this but it is a different thing. I am happy to see his friend and to pet him. Bruno is a love sponge.

We talked a little about Franklin and that was enough.

Today will be hard, I think. The woman who cleans our house is coming and she does not know yet. She did not know that he was sick last Thursday. We didn't know ourselves for sure until the afternoon. So it is a no warning thing. They were good buddies.

Labels: Franklin