During the night, Blackie scratched to leave the room and didn't come back...later in the morning we found her in a hole under the stairs, with three puppies...two black and one white with brown spots.
Presumably, PapaDog is the father again...
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And we are in the middle of the rice harvest. Joy and Lolo are checking so that part of the harvest doesn't "disappear" like last year, when Chano was sick and Joy too busy to monitor the harvest.
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I'm going home in two weeks to visit family...
FINEST KIND CLINIC AND FISHMARKET.... Discussing medicine, culture, and the joys of cooking Pansit.
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