Sunday

We are very sad to hear about Charlie going to the bridge. His last day was a happy one with his family. We are thinking of them.

My Mom is also sad because she still has not found the camera. She's hopes it was not stolen out of her suitcase and that it's just a case of her being the usual space cadet. She will look around a few more days then will have to get a new one.

The Brittany transport went perfectly. My mom had one boy named Marshall. The transport went through Va picking up 2 more Brittanys. All will end up in Vermont today, she thinks. One of the drivers promised to send pictures so we will post them when they come in. Update: got a picture of Marshall. My mom is holding him for the picture. Isn't he a handsome boy? He looks like he has a chocolate milk mustache...

It was very dry in Milwaukee--they are in a terrible drought. But it made for a very nice vacation for my mom--sunny, low humidity. They visited Taliesin, the S.C. Johnson factory and Wingspread. All places she said I would love to live--lots of floors to run around on and lots of yard. The best thing was the day they spent at the airshow and got to see the Thunderbirds. I like to bark at birds but thunder scares Bitey and Summer here, not me, I'm pretty brave. My mom played with her brother's dog Cesar. He is a big white german sheperd. Very friendly, silly guy, she says, whose favorite toy is Mr. Chicken. Just tell him to get Mr. Chicken and he does!

Today we are enjoying the sunny weather--it was raining this morning--and being with my mom. She is working on her latest novel now with no name.