No matter how much fun we have had, enjoying each other's company, exploring new territory,
there was never any doubt who Wrenny really belongs to:
and with Emily back in Wrenny's life...new tricks come easily:
....and there's always time for more cuddling (such a pointy dog, yet so conducive to it)!
After a last ride with the grandhumans...
...to a civilized place that allows dogs at breakfast....
...we consider the road ahead. Will we keep blogging, sans Dog? Maybe -- we'll have a bit of summer music, our annual trek to Duffy's in Coconut Grove, visits to Wrenny's Great-Grandmom, plenty of home and garden projects, and a couple of nights on Cabbage Key to occupy us.
And Wrenny? It's all good -- rediscovering her home and basking in the "unconditional interspecies love" of her family.
