Return from New York
I arrived home from New York on Thursday night.
The house was totally empty, except for these tulips, which were a full two feet taller than they were when I left, and although they were no dog, they were very nice to see.
Sophie arrived home this morning.
I got a brief hello from the beast after which she ambled into the kitchen, got herself a drink, and then laid down to pout.
She was so disappointed to be home that she absolutely refused to acknowledge the New York City taxi that Petey got her.
But Sophie can only ignore a good stuffy for so long, and she finally gave in and checked it out.
Then she promptly fell asleep.
Leading me to wonder if she is not depressed about being home, but rather so exhausted from her adventure in the country that she can barely keep her eyes open.
I let her onto the bed for a proper nap.
She snuggled in for a good long snooze with the super soft lamb that Asta gave her.
She's probably thinking my trips to New York are totally worth it. A week in the country and new stuffies!
Poor lambie got a little schmooshed when Sophie stretched out.Sophie may not be big on warm greetings,
but the sound of her snoring is the best welcome home ever.
