With Lola, Margie's three month old puppy. It was like being on Cute Overload all day long. There was scampering, and frolicking, not to mention snorgling. Now there's just that small matter of the piddling... It's always gotta be something, doesn't it?
More tomorrow on my adventures with Mom in Portland, when I've had just a wee bit more sleep and some coffee. And recovered a little from the heartbreak of separation.