It's great to be back after a 2 week Christmas break in America. Lucky was well looked after in North Berwick, and by all accounts, he was a beautifully behaved boy. No surprise there.
In the past when Scot and I went on holiday, his parents looked after our dear old Truman. We were so fortunate to have this arrangement. During the Truman years we went away often, and when it was time to come home, while sad that our holiday was ending, we were always really excited to be getting Truman back.
On the flight home, we'd discuss the logistics of collecting him, and decide on the first few walks we would take him on. It was one of the main things which made us happy to be going home.
We'll never forget the first time we went away after Truman died. It was our first time in San Francisco together, and it was one of the best holidays we'd ever had. We were truly sad to see it end. And when we boarded the plane, and once the realisation set in that Truman wasn't waiting for us, we were laid pretty low.
This time, we had the pleasure of looking forward to seeing our precious Lucky. We made plans on the plane regarding his collection, and he had 2 brilliant walks after he arrived home; Calton Hill first, then Longniddrey Bents, which is always so much fun. It seems to be the place where he meets the nicest dogs, and where he loves to run and run!
It was hard leaving him this first time. The welcome back we received was tremendous! And now, he's loathe to leave our side. That's perfectly fine by us.
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