The husband, dogs, and I are back home again. The dogs are sacked out across the sofa, which is covered with a king-sized quilt to absorb the dog fur and rawhide chew residue. Goldie, a puppy and a nervous traveler, slept curled up with me last night, at home in our own bed. Today, she is peacefully exhausted, seeming none the worse for her visit to Grandma’s.
So now, my sights have turned to my next road trip, Massachusetts, where I’ll be traveling alone. The night before I leave, I’ll be handing out Halloween candy to odd-looking children. It promises to be a bizarre weekend.