We spent our last weeks in Winston-Salem in a blur of cleaning, packing and good-byes, with Linus taking the chance to say good bye to his very favorite vet, Dr G:
As for the move itself, I must say it was the best-organized of my peripatetic career. Then again, that may not be saying very much considering how stressful moving is and how bad I am at organizing concrete objects. Of course, I had a little help:
Believe me, one roll of waxed paper was a small price to pay for fifteen minutes of quiet puppy!