Sissy, the dog I rescued around Christmas, dug out of the fenced area.  We live pretty close to a busy street, and I am afraid she will get run over.  We have driven around our small town on and off all weekend.  Not  a sighting of her, dead or alive.  She is the sweetest dog; so loving.  She would always pick up a rock, a twig, anything...to give me when I would come home.  I sure do hope she finds her way back.

And my family (my sis) is struggling with some in-law problems, with the two newest daughter-in-laws, which impacts on me, as I watch their children...well, it came to a head this weekend.

I am sooo not into drama/conflict.  Hopefully, all will be worked through, talked out...