When I returned home from work last night, I was not in the best of moods, after all that had happened at TLAC. My husband greeted me at the door and told me that Gabe's new family called and left a long voice mail telling us about how well he is doing and how much they love him. (But he accidently deleted the voice mail!) They also sent a picture, which was captioned:
"Our new baby Gabe! Resting on my new king size bed after a good run."
Seeing him lying on the bed wearing the walking harness cracks me up. He's probably exhausted from pulling her down the street for the last 3 miles.
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