Two is the Loneliest Number.

It’s Sunday morning as I type this. Sparkle has been walked. She’s had an hour in the dog park with various canine friends. Especially Graham. I’ve done two walks me-self. One of two miles in the dog park. Another of two miles along the beach. It’s about 200 degrees out and I’m schvitzed. I have two posts written for next week, and can’t relax until I get a third. That’s the rule. If I don’t have…