Goodbye Summer!

Nothing is forever, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all that jazz.

Bath day

Charlie has not gotten washed since Tucson. The trips from there to OKC, and then again from OKC to Nashville, where we are now, were both wet. This resulted in lots of dirt and grime all over. During her walk this morning Mireille saw some guys washing another rig in the park and set up…