I didn't take you with me to Santa Fe, NM. I know you can't imagine that there were good reasons to leave you behind with your good friend Kate, but trust me that I thought about you all the time while I was travelling. I saw dogs everywhere: in ancient rock drawings, in musuem dioramas, and heroically riding on motorcycles. It was a long road trip without you. But I am soooo glad to be back home in Montana and with you by my side even with you cowering under the desk right now believing what Henny Penny said about the sky falling. It's only fireworks.