Sophi and I headed out early on April 11th, after more hard goodbyes, toward
On Thursday morning Sophi did NOT want to get in the car. She had decided she’d had enough. I headed out with her and turned to put my backpack in the car… and she was gone. Before completely panicking, I walked back up to toward the house and sure enough—she had walked up the steps and was leaning on the gate to the yard, pushing on it with her nose. Poor girl. It was a lot of car time, even with the nice breaks we had and she was SO good.
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