Puppy and Arya spent the weekend alone, here in the office. They should be glad, for while they are doing their wonderful work of trying to push their way through the soil toward sunlight, we were moving.
Well...my stuff was moving...I was enjoying some beach time with my wonderful sister-in-law and my awesome brother. It was soooo relaxing. Unfortunately I had to come back early to help with the move.
If nothing comes out of this but the determination that never again shall we move without professional packers and movers, that's enough.
But at least Puppy escaped the madness that is moving. All she has to do is transform from a pit to a tree, right? No pressure here, but I'm watching several times a day for any signs of growth.
Puppy 1 has already given up. Now it's up to Puppy II and Arya, the first of her name. There will be jubilation when they make their presence known.
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