With Tyson. the shitzu in cargo; and L.C., the other pup; under the seat Meg flew to Frankfort on Monday night-Tuesday morning to join Gretchen (and Josh) in Baumholder, Germany for the next two years. I was the sadest about the whole thing but I will survive. Tyson was probably the most stressed and he survived too. Meg jumped through hoops to get all the paper work together on the dogs and I was told the German customs hardly looked at the forms. Getting the acceptance on her car in Pontoon Bay, Illinois was the most "red tape." If the 570 mile drive to deliver the car was a "living nightmare." which gave us no extra time to relax or use cruise control with the blowing snow, zero visibility, closing of interstates and speed-crazed semi's from hell... then having to have the gas tank drained to under one quarter of a tank did prove most challenging. Hopefully her household goods and car will soon join her. Both the girls are now living in Germany...Yikes that's a long way to travel.
It is still the cold of winter in central Wisconsin. But apparently the fly squirrels don't know it as they are out inforce every evening. Have to reread the hibernation tendencies of the species homio-status squirrel hibernatious!
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