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It's a wet, cool, blustery Saturday. The leaves are growing every hour and tulips are standing out in gardens upright with their buds still closed tight. And I'm here home alone with my dog feeling thrilled about everything. I have a wonderful boyfriend, a wonderful family, a good book to read and my squirty little dog laying down on his bed looking over to me on the couch for reassurance every time the wind blows hard.