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Nancy lives as the caretaker for and at the mercy of four, soon to be five, retired racing greyhounds in Sometimes Sunny South Carolina.

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Monday, February 14, 2005
 
I hate Valentine's Day. I always have. Why is it that our significant others can only be romantic one day out of the year? why is it, when you are without a significant other, there is a day set aside to make you remember how truly alone you are? No thanks, keep the chocolate and the roses.

I especially despise Valentine's Day now because for me it has ceased to be a day to remember love and happiness and gain 10 lbs and has instead become a yearly reminder that my BoBo is gone. On Valentine's Day 2003 I kissed BoBo on the noggin and sent him to the vet with Scott for his fluids and he never came back. I never got to really say goodbye to him, and that positively haunts me.

I will take time today to kiss the other four hounds and the three kitties on their respective noggins and tell them I love them. But the one noggin I want to kiss...the fur I want to put my face in and smell...the bark I want to hear ringing in my ears and the tags I want to hear jingling as I open the door when I get home from work...none of that is there, not today or anyday. Today is just an extra reminder that he's gone.

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