Adding a puppy is only slightly less work than adding a baby.

I am busy and tired. The only time I do something I don't HAVE to do is when I stop and jot down these journal notes, because I don't want to forget.

My sleep, my work, my school, all of it revolves around the bouncy, teething, high-strung, easily-bored dog.

I'm hardly on the Internet or talking to people much. I want to read, but I'm often interrupted. I am constantly on my feet rescuing something from imminent destruction. I spend hours a day exercising her.

And also, the days are full of wonder, because the world is new to her, and she is new to me.

Sometimes, when she sleeps, all I do is lie down and watch her sleep.

One day I will be back online, but I'm away for awhile. I'm soaking in these fleeting days. My broken heart is loving again. We're doing everything together.