. . . to have a thankless pug!
We’re back, and we had a great time west of the Rockies. More about the trip later. We arrived home Saturday night after a long day of traveling—12 hours, 3 flight connections—to a hot house (air condition broken) and an overjoyed pug. So far, so good. After Pablo settled down and we repaired to the deck to catch whatever breezes there were, Pablo curled up by my mom’s feet. Well, like all pugs he gravitates to whoever fed him last, and mom had been feeding him all week. Still, you would think loyalty would win out.
So thank you Mom for looking after the gang and keeping up the blog posts. Next one will feature photos from our trip. Stay tuned.