Have a picture of my dog

Possibly one of the stupidest things one can do during an Alaskan winter is take a road trip at night. Especially the evening after one’s destination received 8 inches of snow.

But when have silly things like “weather” and “snow” and “common sense” stopped me from ending up in a snow berm somewhere?

Exactly.

I left Anchorage right after signing an apartment rental agreement, and am in Homer this weekend to pick up my dog before my mother kidnapped her off to some farm in the country where she can run and play in the great outdoors as much as she likes, not to mention all of the rodents and birds she can chase.

And it wouldn’t be an euphemism, either. I have full confidence that if I had given my mother more than a few days’ worth of warning, she would have ran off with my dog because Lacey “loves Grandma’s house!” and never wants to go back to any stinky city EVAR.

It took her a bit to warm back up to me. I had expected her to be super excited to see me for the first two minutes and then super ticked at me for abandoning her.

Abandoning her with terrible people who let her outside as many times as she asks, people with the abundance of dogs who don’t scarf their food down all at once leaving plenty of leftovers, people who sneak her food off of their plates and don’t even try to deny it, Dad, because my dog was not this chunky when I left.

What I hadn’t expected, however, was her shyness, her reluctance to crawl in my lap and snuggle. I’ve been gone almost three weeks, and I feel terrible for having left without her.

But as awkward as she may feel with me, she has made it very clear that I am not to leave again without her. And this time, I’ll make sure she comes with me.

After three weeks at Grandma's house

Only she will definitely need a bath before spending four hours locked in a small car with me. Because while the country side might be fun with all of the space and trees and moose poop? That stuff reeks.

UPDATE: Haircut! And a bath!

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Lacy, I miss you - come back soon.

Oh yes, Valette you can come too.

So, I haven’t posted in over a month and haven’t read any posts either… Big changes - sorry about B (divorce is hell), congrats on the job/new apartment, and first days are the worst!

Also, on the don’t know if you’ll be “challenged” at this new job - you are an amazingly talented person - don’t sell yourself short! Of course they hired you quick - they recognized a good thing when they saw it!

(And don’t make fun of proceedure manuals! I love writing those things! =-) )

Ok, V you REALLY need to update your blog. I am tired of looking at the dog. I want to hear about how you are taking over Anchorage one picture at a time.

Kassidy says she misses you. We all do.

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