…I settled into my desk at work and logged on.  (I was in forty-five minutes early to make up for my having to drive my roommate to the hospital yesterday.)  There I am, ready to slog through a shitty day at work when I get a call on my cell.

It’s my wonderful six year-old brother, calling to ask if he can stay the night at my house tonight, and he wants to bring the puppy.

Just the ray of sunshine I needed, a slumber party night with the most wonderful kid in the world and an affection junkie yorkie.

YES.