It’s official. Our two-week stint of dogsitting is over.
My son and daughter-in-law arrived back in Tallahassee from their trip last night, and headed home to Sanford today, Embry in tow.
My husband was looking over my shoulder at a message I had sent someone about Embry’s upcoming departure — I had used a “cry” emoji and he laughed. The thing is: I meant it!
It was a total pain having a rambunctious puppy around — from the standpoint of his energy level, the amount of concentration my work (editing)…