
There is probably no surer cure for melancholy than the injection of a lovable puppy into your life. Material possessions reveal themselves as empty and cold in comparision... yet again.

Luigi has made himself right at home. No whining. No crying. No half eaten $300 loafers yet either. He slept through the night with just one little step outside for a pee. What a joy...

Life is looking up from many perspectives.