Leaving the Dog that is Not Mine

I cried today as I waved goodbye to my vacation home, i.e. Fluffy abode. Even though it was not as difficult as leaving Nian Nian last summer, it remains most troubling to miss that which has no idea how much you miss him or her.

Here's one last look at us, taken during one of those many sessions when I watched TV and Fluffy demanded that I watch her. And how, just how, can you say no to that face?!