The past 12 months have been hard. Like really hard. There have been disappointments and illnesses and deaths and setbacks and financial messes and so much teething. It's been so crappy even the dog got cancer. And every time I sit down to write a blog update all I can think to write is: poop! This week I was advised that a whole new can of bleh is going to open up on me in the next month. Seriously? It's like getting surprised at milepost 23 with news that the rest of the marathon will be uphill. If banging my head on this desk would make things better, then I'd be golden. As it is I'm not sure what we're going to do next in life. But I do know what I'm going to do next in blog, and that is post some recent photos of Mo. I took these Monday night right before my old camera bit the dust. RIP Olympus FE-230. You served us well, old friend.