Ran the dogs ragged yesterday, lots of running and playing and generally just enjoying themselves outdoors. Mazy made a new friend, Luna proved calm is not in her vocabulary (but not in a bad way), and we all got fat.

A few minutes barking around midnight, but it quickly passed, and she actually slept in this morning. I pray this is a good sign for her settling in, and not just an byproduct of her wear-down day.

Otherwise, this is going to be a long two weeks. Can’t have doggy playdates every day, and Mazy sure isn’t going to run her down.

That girl has a five minute max on running around like a nut. Luna’s threshold seems to be quite a bit higher.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 1357 words, novel: Father Lightning