I am partially back.
The body part is definitely back, but the brain part not so much. My brain is like: wait. What? You mean I have to wait a whole year to do that again? I think my brain must be spliced into pieces because my brain also answers: I’m trying to find an interim solution while searching the classifieds for listings for Help Wanted: Beach Bum.
On the back burner, I also have the solution of writing that bestselling novel, you know, in the next month, buying an OBX beach house and living there FOREVER. Until then. ๐
In the meantime, while I regather my scattered wits, here is a picture of Sophie.

Sophie is charming. I wish you so much health.
She is and oh-so-smart. Many thanks! ๐
She is so lovely.
She *is* lovely and smart and feisty! ๐ Any luck on finding yourselves a pup?
Not yet, but we still have puppy fixes with our neighbours dogs, and we had Kela for the day yesterday.
I think puppy fixes any way you can get them is a great idea! I’ve heard that more dogs are ending up in rescues here now. I wonder if there’s an uptake in the UK as well?
We expected it, but it hasn’t happened. Local rescues say they have nothing, but aren’t open to view yet. We firmly believe the dog has to pick us. Puppies are so expensive, but there’s one there for us somewhere.