Note to self: Buy bigger dog bed.
Also: Fall out of love with best friend.
Or not.
February 14th
I didn't know today was Valentine's Day until someone mentioned it. I threw something at them. If you're wondering what's wrong with me, you can read this entry for hints.
I named the large dog "Teva," which is Hebrew for nature. It suits her, I think.
I spent the rest of the day yesterday putting notes in the journal at the lab, watching Don work, and staring at the fire in the fireplace. We spoke very little, just moved around another watchfully, as though waiting for the other one to brave the strangeness between us.
Near evening, I acknowledged it was time to go. Don agreed and walked me out to the car with the dogs cavorting around us. "I'll call Daniel when you give the go ahead,"
