Monday, May 11; 630pm

***Wallace, chillin'. May 11, 2009***

At said date and time, former roomie and friend Julie came by to eat some yummy Little Szechuan and watch a flick. She brought her buddy Wallace. I'd never met Wallace, but I'd say ol' Wally and I got along in smashing fashion. He really enjoyed the fenced backyard, the little kibbles of food here and there from Bernie's reign, and the kitty cat he discovered while looking out the window. Wallace raced up and down the steps, all around the house and yard, even fetched, though I use the term loosely. He half-barked when I barked at him, and kindly posed when I took pictures. I'm sure Wallace is thinking of me right now, our encounter was so impactful.

As I've mentioned, the mailman used to pop a dog bone through the mail slot every day for Bernie. The bone that he left on the day she was put to sleep, I put that in her food bowl, which is upstairs, in my bedroom. The bone sits in the bowl, waiting for Bernie to come and get it.

Or Wallace.

Yup, Wallace found the bone, and the bone is "all gone!" At least he didn't eat any of my Chung King Chili Beef, huh?

So, Julie brought Marley & Me for us to watch. That movie hit the silver screen about the time Bernie was gently exiting. Since then, I've been "warned" about watching it by many, many people. Well, I watched it last night.

My next post will be a detailed introspective of Marley & Me and me. Come back.