The ball of fire is back and swimming in its sea of blue. I'm not cold anymore when I go outside and even some of the slimy muck is starting to go away, replaced by soft green carpets and dry, friendly earth.

Dad seems more relaxed these days and he's not always coming at me with a swath of material, rubbing away the wet. I'm not getting as dirty either when I take him out for a walk or a run. Everything just seems to be slowing down a bit.

I still don't know where my Mom is. We've been through a lot of darknesses since I last saw her and she still hasn't come home. She's nowhere in the house; I can swear to that. I've searched every nook and cranny for her or even a trace of her. I can still smell her around the place but I can't find her.

I hope she comes home soon. It's just too lovely around here lately for her not to enjoy it with us!

Tags: Marlee, Golden Doodle