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In my pocket are six cough drop wrappers, two quarters, and a tag and connector for a dog.

It says:

Morgan
address
our phone number

If all goes well tomorrow, we'll have a dog. Named Morgan. More on that later.

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Today I admitted several kids to the hospital and sat and thought about some other puzzling problems with children who I'm following as an outpatient for various acute and chronic maladies.

Sometimes getting enough time to think is a problem

Fortunately, our entire voice mail system crashed three days ago. I haven't managed to figure out how to set my voice mail back up yet.

That gives me a little more time to think and call subspecialists for curbside opinions.

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I need to cook and clean the rat cage tonight.

The rats are now part of what I laughingly call 'the Evans Ecosystem': they get rat blocks, cardboard boxes to chew on (the non-recyclable kind), and leftovers from kitchen prep and the table. Their litter is our junk mail, shredded.

I clean the cage once a week and compost all the litter and leftover food scraps (and rat poop!) into our worm bin.

The worms make compost by eating and pooping.

It's the cycle of life, only with more poop than I ever anticipated when I was a child.