Today is a little sad. Unexpectedly last night, my mom's dog, Jake, died. He was born in New Brunswick, Canada around 1991 and we got him when I was in the eleventh grade. He was also kind of my dad's buddy, so it's like losing that last little connection. He will definitely be missed.
Today I'm taking Little Joe to an allergist to see if there may be some link to his eczema. I'm still on the elimination diet. I'm to the point where brown rice and salad is starting to sound good… scary.
Well, off to get myself together….