I was feeling so good a few minutes ago; now I see that MP is leaving. This isn't a home, it's a Youth Hostel. Along with all this, I'm now sleeping in the living room because of a leaky roof.
It's all to much for me, I have to lie down. I just saw MP put the black bra in her suitcase.
This is Dreidal. She is a ten month old Welsh Terrier up for adoption. This means she probably has more psychological problems than me. I really don't think a new little sister will get me out of my funk; I just like the toy she's holding in her mouth.