Riley is still out there

When we bought Lucy 15 years ago we were so eager for new dog we failed to properly check out the breeder which turned out to be a puppy mill. A check-up at the MU Vet School revealed she would have hip dysplasia when she got older so we opted to have surgery to prevent this. It worked (she lived to be 14) but the first year was hell on her and us.

There are tests that can and should be conducted on the parents of any dog you purchase. We fucked up (again) and failed to ask for that certification for Riley’s litter until this weekend. They had it for the sire, not the dam. So we’ve decided not bring home a puppy from the litter I’ve been showcasing here. Just can’t take the risk. So we’re starting our search anew. We’re going to take our time, do lots of checking and make sure Riley is as healthy as possible. A difficult decision but the right one.

Facebook: Where friendships go to never quite die

“(Facebook) has created an entirely new category of relationship — the vestigial friendship. It’s the one you’ve evolved out of, the one that would normally have faded out of your life, but which, thanks to Facebook, is instead still hanging around.”

“Having many Facebook friends, then, is kind of like having a big old encyclopedia. Most of the time it’s just gathering dust on a shelf but you keep it around anyway, because one day you might need it.”

The Atlantic