Mr Wiggins and Renaldo: it's amazing how they each responded to being in outfits. I think this was the first time Wiggins had been in costume. Renaldo, old walrus that he is, took it to mean he was going outside.
And, it was Dog Transport Sunday. Two dogs are happily on their way up the eastern seaboard as I write this, headed to Maine.
Porkchop, with his one posession in the world, his stuffed fish:
And Midnight, the most ubiquitous name for a black dog that there is. One day, I am going to name a black dog Whitey or Blue or Old Yella, just for kicks.
Here they were as they were dropped off by the travel leg before me. They seemed to know they were with a friend! And, they didn't even mind when I got lost and took an extra half hour getting to the next leg of the transport.
New England Lab Rescue is who organized their lives being saved. Woot-woot! 26 (travel) legs later... they'll be fetching LL Bean slippers by the holidays, sitting on big plaid beds, and have their own stocking by the fire. Maybe Porkchop will get another fish for his collection.
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