Dear Truffle & Grandpa,
Thank you for a wotten-waven summer!
I really appreciate your advice, Truff, about helping Mom to be present no matter the continent. It was so much fun to chat face-to-face rather than through Skype.
Thanks for letting me air hump you with impunity. Thanks for all our walkies.
And, Grandpa, thank you for always taking such good care of us, for reminding Mom not to worry, for always welcoming us home, and for taking us to the lake. Truff told me that the lake water gives him a new lease on life.
What a wotten-waven summer! We love you.
P.s. If you freeze cawwots from the garden, will you save some for me?
P.p.s. Dachshund Daddy: here we come!