Since Friday night Josh, Chick and I have been spending our time out in the suburbs taking care of my sweet old Gin, who has been a part of my life since I was in fifth grade. FIFTH GRADE WHAT?! The dog that I grew up with is now a very old girl and it is sad and heartbreaking to watch how slowly she moves up the steps and how hard it is for her to jump on the bed. She sure makes little Chick (who is technically a senior herself!) seem like a spring chicken. But, these two have been getting along swimmingly and I am grateful for it.