Henry

Last night Henry slept out of his crate for the first time. He spent most of the night on the bed, where his whole thirty-five pounds kept Troy from stretching out properly. I think the decision to let him sleep out had a lot to do with the story from my previous post. I reread it again today with the same reaction- complete waterworks. I feel very lucky to have Henry. Have I mentioned how cute he is?!?

I'm trying to come up with some cool things to talk about. School, grad school, and Henry consume all my time, so they are all I really have to talk about. I'd talk about Troy, but I don't think this is the place, unless its a funny anecdote. So my devoted reader will just have to put up with the mundane details of my life. Love you, T!