i spent my day after the vet appointment driving around in my 1957 Chevy 210 hardtop. i met my best friend for a fish taco and a glass of wine, shed lots of tears and counted my blessings. i saw a post on fb this morning from a good friend from high school... she posted a gorgeous photo of the morning sunrise and the caption read "be thankful for the little things each day" ... it really is the little things that matter. graham cracker crumbs in my bed, gentle paws asking for love, laughter with a good friend, sunshine coming through a window, goat cheese on a tiny crostini, long walks, kisses... here's to 2012 looking up from here. RIP Lager Mercer. we love you.