It's a dogs life....

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We're home safe and sound - the furkid and I. Not sure why the drive home always seem shorter than the drive to somewhere. Four hours driving is still four hours driving but it always goes faster coming home.

I arrived home to a clean house, freshly stocked pantry and fridge, and all the washing done and folded. What the......???

Did aliens come and change places with my family? It's nice to know that they can survive without me and that they do make an effort while I'm gone.

Hubby also had a nice big pot of homemade vegetable soup bubbling away on the stove as well. Life is good. All their good work means that my last day of holidays tomorrow can be spent doing what I want to do and not cleaning and food shopping - woohoo!

Check out the furkid, she is so good in the car - this is how she spent four hours on the way home today ~ grin ~

 

It's hard having my family so far away, but it makes visits fun. How about you, are your family members close or far away and do you see them often?

Cheers, Fi

Note: I went to check that the furkid was in her bed before I turned the outside lights off and look what I found - one of my boys has snuggled her up in her bed with her blanket and toys. Do you think they missed her? I'm thinking the dogs life is a pretty good way of life in this household.

 

I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich ~ Dan Wilcox