Toby is going in for his big tests today. He prepared for it all day yesterday. He drank a fluid that “does things” to you. I won’t go into details, that’s not fair. I hate the thought of him “going under” as they call it. But I think that’s more of a selfish thing as I am TERRIFIED when I must. I hope he’s ok. I will be picking him up today after I steal some puppies from the dog park at Union Square. He likes puppies and they’re too pricey to buy, so I will take someone else’s puppy instead. I want him to be all better so I can take him to lakes tucked in-between mountains and we can make more wind chimes with our puppies and cats.