Dear God,

     Ray came back.  We got to spend a few days with him and they came quite underhandedly and got him while we were gone out.  We waited and waited for him to come back, but later in the evening, we were out looking at the tomato plants and the wind was carrying and I could hear his bark from where the holler was and where they live.  So, now, we wait for him to come back.  I didn’t cry this time, but I sure did stand by the field for a while and talk to him every time I heard him bark.

     Oh, the “Intruder” is making itself known, as I’m getting my physical therapy, and trying to move around more.  I’m sore all over, but the worst places are the backs of my shoulders, middle to l...

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