Charlotte chewed the wisteria fresh sprouts branches for about 3 minutes and I played tug with her rope after that. Then we came in. Hardy is playing with sticks inside the kitchen,stuck under the portable scale...

It is with deep sorrow that I accept Laurel is gone again for the whole day. We will go buy collar and tag again. And I will become a bit more neutral and almost nonattached and indifferent to Laurel- I must, because right now his vagabonding makes me terribly unhappy.