Even though the ending was dramatic, the whole drive seemed to be blessed by the best.
Me and LuLu
(Notice the infamous picnic basket)
Annie a.k.a. Falcora
My dogs were being extra good girls, especially for being that long in the car.
The 1,800 or so miles that make up our mission were gobbled up like dots on Ms. Pac-man. Easy breezy...
The photos I took randomly seemed to capture images of something greater and it seriously felt like we had our angels with us.
Then, when Lucy survived that freak accident without any broken bones, I knew we were blessed.
The moral of the story:
Take lots of pictures. They remind you of how blessed you are.
:)
Doggy pics are awesome :)
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