Der B and I had a busy day.
First, we were off to take more pictures. The woman has two dogs she can't care for, a chocolate lab that is desperate for attention and a husky puppy who...well, he's a puppy. But she'd rather pay attention to her exotic pets than take care of the dogs. Sad.
We had Peggy with us, both to give her some special time and to give the other dogs a chance to enjoy the back yard. Peggy still wants to jump the fence, and we either have to watch her or close the doggy door. The other dogs are getting tired of having to cross their legs all the time.

Later, home again, we went out for dinner. Der Brucer had a hankering for chicken pot pie, which they do very well at Partners (and I don't do nearly as well). But in the middle of dinner I was hit by chronic depression, totally spoiling my appetite and the evening. Bleh. The only recourse was to come back home and get to bed for a few hours.
Such a thrilling day.