Out for Dinner

On Tuesday evening I went out to dinner at a friend's.  They live near-by and my role was to bring the main course.  This perplexed the girls.  It meant an earlier walk, earlier dinner, and then, I think in their minds, being abandoned.

When I returned several hours later, they were at the back door.  Annie literally was on Sage's back.  Many leaps, tail wags, kisses, it's as if I returned from battle.

"Mommie, you're alive!"

Nothing better than being greeted by a lab.

Murphy's Day.