Younger Son has been traveling since late August for work and pleasure — Zurich, Utrecht, Amsterdam, and probably places in between. He got home this week, and tonight he will come here to retrieve Ser Percy.
Misha will miss her friend. She and Percy have been playing doggie games all day every day for three weeks — Mortal Kombat X, which eventually morphed into Call of Duty Advanced Warfare; tug-of-war with a rope, a fuzzy toy, and even my comforter (very briefly); and tag. The latter involved one chasing the other from one end of the house to the other, both turning sharply, then the other chasing the first back. Again. And again. The funniest thing was to sit in my office and watch them run past the door. Endlessly. Misha, Percy. Percy, Misha. Misha, Percy. Etc.
Let me share some of YS’s photos from the trip.