Every week, crazy lady drags me to Connecticut. While she works with an award-winning coach on fine-tuning her narrative prose, I hang out with the coach's "rat dogs," aka hoards of mini poodles that roam wooded acres. After our trip yesterday, we detoured to the park, and crazy lady found her camera at the bottom of her backpack. Whew! What a relief to get away from those damn poodles. We haven't had a moment to chill out, in weeks. Yesterday was our "moment."
I think the Princess misses spending time with us. We returned home to find this photo in our inbox: