I’m not one to piss and moan a lot, especially online, at least as it relates to myself. But if this blog is about my life, I really can’t pass off the big events unmentioned, and this is one of those. This morning we had to put down Julia’s dog, Orly. It was very, very sad. He was nearly 19, had some growing health problems, and . . . well, it was simply time. But that doesn’t make it any easier. I’ve known him 10 years, Julia had him since he was a puppy. He was a great little dog, and will be missed. Today, frankly, it just hurts.
Lots of great stories about this guy, and I have many photos. Don’t know if I will elaborate beyond this post. Nonetheless, here is a picture I found of Julia and Orly from January of 2005, when we were working on building a straw bale house.