Okay, I've been avoiding this so I'm just gonna suck it up and post: our puppy has a new home. It turns out that he made spook reeeeally sick, and though I could rationalize the throat-closing-up ("it's just a head cold! you'll be fine!" no, I am not proud of this.) I couldn't wave away the rash...

The good news is that he has gone to live with Mulli and Tom, the fabulous parents of the fabulous Elizabeth. I know from all the different ways that they've taken me in over the years that they're great with strays. Mulli called to say that he's chewing up everything in the house, but seems happy.

We're still miserable about it, but I guess we'll be okay too.