January, the 27th

Hop woke up much better today. She now seems a real dog, you know one with an infinite stomach. We have no dog food so she has drunk powder milk, and eaten pancakes and canned meatballs, just like us.

Bread, how much I miss you.

Hop is so a very nice, obedient dog that has made me remember how dogs used to be. I don't blame dogs any longer. Dogs must have their issues too. Like being alone... 'their' humans passing away, meeting nasty people. You know, just like us.


I'm so happy Miguel likes Hop".