A cool wet nose presses up against my bed-warm face. "Mommy, I saw the suitcases. And that little bear too. I just know that You're leaving on a jet plane. I don't know when you'll be back again."
Poor puppy. The resident canine doesn't quite understand time. She gives me one of those 'omg you've been gone so long whole body wiggle greetings' even if I've only been gone five minutes.
Ahh well, she gets to stay in her own home. The house sitters are here - two of her most favourite people - and Sophie has already over-written all my dog care instructions with her own - more treats, more walks, more treats, more treats.
This 75 pound German Shepherd - Alaskan Malamute will not starve. She'll romp in her own yard, go for walkies in the forest she knows so well, and sleep in her own bed every night. She'll get lots of lovies - but perhaps not quite as many treats as she would like.
And the travelers? Well, we'll be fine too. The ToDo list has shrunk to the few things that can only be done on the day of departure - more instructions for the house sitters, final carry-on pack, and document check (this for the umpteenth time!).
With Schwartz von Bear in charge of the tours, adventure is always assured...
...as is ample refreshment!
Time to go. See y'all back here in three weeks or so.
Be well.
©2018 April Hoeller
Sae travels. Raise a glass to me when you are in London. i didn' get the walking tour cards to you but I think you have walks booked.
ReplyDeleteI did indeed raise a glass to you - in the Old Bank of England. A good English ale it was.
DeleteCheers!