Our day started well with hard runs on trails in a local nature park, under a canopy of shady trees. Nice! Barely made it 90 degrees today. Again, no air conditioner.
This afternoon, I gathered all of Reese's things, gave him a good brushing and drove him to an empty parking lot downtown. This was the meeting point for what Lisa has named "Operation Puppy Drop". If anyone witnessed a middle-aged woman handing a large case and a wad to a cash to a young woman in that parking lot today, they probably would have called the police. It looked like a kidnapping scheme or a drug deal... but, really, it was just Reese and his $100 airfare.

Our house is already so empty without our little Grand Dawg. (Pretend I put one of those sad-face icons here, will you?)
We moved the patio furniture - and the grill - back to our beautiful NEW deck this evening. I marinated boneless-skinless chicken thighs and DT grilled the meat for tacos.


Until my next update, I remain, your dogless correspondent.
(PS: I added another A-10 Basketball trip to Philly in 2002 to my Postcards From the Road section. Reading this may induce mild coma-like symptoms.)