Lorna headed up Nawth today and will return next week. After nearly 15yrs, it’s hard for us to be so far apart. Last year when I was up for a month, it was difficult for us both.
The dogs are already wary. When Lorna is gone, their schedule is shot all to hell. They eat two meals a day, still about 12 hrs apart, but the times will radically change. They keep staring at me, wondering just what will happen this time. At least it is relatively warm and I can keep the back door open. That way I can feed them when I go to bed at 3am and not wake up to a mess 8hrs later.
I hope to get some major editing/writing done while she is gone. Won’t happen I bet, but I can hope. Right? Right??
Joella saw the luggage out this morning and was like, hey, are we going somewhere AGAIN?? I think when she realized it was Lorna who was leaving, she didn’t know if she were going too or what. Some day I hope to learn dog-speak.
Dang, there’s that word ‘hope’ again.