Hot. Humid. August. Definitely in need of a lovely interruption.
Marigold was harder to capture but was so much more at home on this second visit — until the thunder storms. Then, although she has a crate, she tried hiding in all kinds of places she did not fit. Including beside the dryer. That turned out to be a bonus gift for us as we became aware of a hole hidden in the folds of the venting material. A hole unseen, but big enough to interfere with the function of the machine.
The days went so quickly and then, it was time to say our goodbyes.
We hugged and waved and there may have been a tear as we held each other and watched the car disappear from view. Come again, sweet girl!