Yesterday’s miracle is over. The puppy magic is gone. Garfield isn’t as hypnotic, I suppose. Today I hear, “N-OOOOOOOOOO!” “Blah, blah, blah!” “N-OOOOOOOOOO!” “Blah, blah, blah!” That would be Rusty practicing his new favorite word, no, and Billy blah-blahing him. It is loud but it is good to have things back to normal.