well, she’s here.
although she was late getting through Customs due to the number of people travelling and had to catch a later bus, she has arrived.
and almost gotten bitten by my MIL’s pug, which is an unruly untrained beast that allowed my mother to pet her for a full five seconds before turning into a barking, snarling monster until the Wookie grabbed her and shoved her back into her cage.
when the MIL got the dog a few years ago I offered to go to training classes with her in order to teach the purebred the basics… you know, heel sit and the rest of them?
and recently the dog snapped at one of the grandkids…
otoh, we’re surviving… over 24 hours and nothing major.