bah humbug. My mom just called to inform me that our 9-year-old golden retriever has cancer. He's mostly my brother's dog, so he's going to be completely devastated when he hears. Zeus is quite possibly the coolest dog in the world. I was shocked with how okay I was when I got off the phone with her, I felt sad of course, but 30 or so minutes went by and I felt strangely okay. Then J called and once I said it out loud I totally lost it. So now I'm a big soggy mess on the couch and Caesar is giving me the stink eye for disturbing his slumber.Most of you are probably out having glorious Halloween festivities, but if anyone is still around please bring me something cheerful. And a shrubbery and a herring.