So this post is dedicated to the baby that I already have, my 5 year old border collie. She has helped me train for marathons, curled up with me for the greatest naps ever, listened to me rant about all sorts of things I don't torture humans with, and just generally loved me unconditionally for the last 5 years. She is my baby and I love her with all my heart and she is in the U's ICU tonight getting IV fluids and antibiotics after being diagnosed with gastroenteritis. We are told she will be fine, but I made the mistake of contacting Dr. Google when I got home and now I'm pretty sure I won't be doing much sleeping tonight. So please send all your healing thoughts to my sweet Jovian tonight!