She's just sleeping at my feet. She alternates between insane hyperactivity and hopeless lethargy with almost no in-between. I need to get her some exercise, my poor baby. I do not think she likes this new sleepless, packing, obsessive paperwork-doing, crash napping version of her momma. She never leaves me, though. She just waits.
Why can't I pack my dog?
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