Busy busy busy around here and tired tired tired. And crocheting and knitting and more crocheting and knitting with some camping thrown in.

Bandit’s on my mind since we’ve discovered a lump in his neck - again. I’m alarmed. The man of the house is not. I’m crushed, actually. Please tell me it’s not the lymphoma kicking into action again… sigh… this is where I’m at. Please remember Bandit in your prayers. He’s young and full of love and still has lots of it to share.