We arrived home at around two. Our poor Great Danes, Leo and Dexter, were in complete shock. I expected them to jump like crazy and instead they walked to me calmly with a subdued tail wag. Poor little poochies.
Blake slept only three and a half hours on the plane, but got excited when he got to rediscover all his old toys after three weeks away, which is quite a chunk of life for him. Eventually I got him to fall asleep in our bed and we all napped until the evening.
Lots to write about the trip, but I'll need to recover a tiny bit. I'm in zombie state at the moment.
Good to be home, though.
--Mickey
5 comments:
Welcome Home!
I've been going through withdraw without you. I asked Fred to Slip me the Mickey but he had no clue what I was talking about. To be honest, I wasn't sure either. m.
"Slip the Mickey"? I never heard that one before but I'm pretty sure it's x-rated..!
Welcome home. Coming home is always nice after a vacation.
On another note - we just got a great dane puppy! His name is Hugo.
How wonderful! I hope to see pics and videos soon. :D Great Danes are the best. We had various breeds over the years, but once we had a Dane we couldn't have any other dog.
Glad to see you back up and blogging!
Cheers
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