memories and moods

I wanted to post some of my memories of Serena here, like I did for Zorro. I wrote them on my laptop in the weeks after her death. Serena died two months ago. But I have not been in the mood to do the necessary reformatting and editing/rewording. When I try, it doesn't feel right. The words don't sound right.

So I think I will keep them unposted.

Qiao adopted a one-year-old dog from the shelter a few days ago. I did not want another pet so soon. But I don't begrudge him giving a dog a home. He named her Venus. Luckily, she isn't terrified of the sound of fireworks like Serena was.