Our temporary visitor is a tiny dog with bones of glass. One broke the other day. He was literally in our possession for less than 3 days. We suck. And his bones suck. And this will probably happen again. We have no luck with animals. In fact, if you have any love for 4-legged fluffy things, you’ll shatter our kitchen window while we work and set them all free. I only ask that you please do not touch my cheese, my crackers or my alcohol. My life would be a little too Carolanny without them.