The next night, I had to take Shiloh out AGAIN! I got home and found Winston and Emmy dancing together, as usual. As cute as it is, I’m kinda tired of their obviousness to the rest of the world when they’re together. How could they not hear poor Shiloh’s whimpers? She was standing at the door crossing her legs! Ugh!
While I waited for Shiloh to stop exploring and remember her bladder was about to explode, I checked the mail. I guess people would consider this “fan mail,” but it’s hard to see myself that way. I’m no Judith Ward. I’m just someone who spends an exorbitant amount of time on the Internet sharing a message that is important to me, and lots of people like and agree with me. The letter I got today was so encouraging. She said, “Yaaaaaas!!! It’s so great to see you finally getting the attention you deserve!!” I don’t necessarily need cheering on to know I’m doing a good job, but it sure is nice to receive from time to time. I enjoy knowing I’ve made a difference in someone’s life.
