Since she’s still very young and green, we made lots of big looping turns. She still doesn’t always think she should have to turn but we are working on that.

This week, she began her road work and this Saturday, I got to see her deal with passing traffic. So far, she’s unflappable, which is terrific. And she looks fabulous. I’m going to let the photos do the talking!

It has been a big week on the Carriage Dog/Writing Dog front. I returned my contract and deposit, an experience that cemented the reality of the forthcoming puppy. With the firm commitment made, I needed to think forward toward the new arrival. After being happily inundated with photos like this one:

and this one:

I began to consider how I’d be getting my puppy home from Cleveland. The plan had always been to arrange his/her arrival through another Welshie breeder in Houston and that would likely happen in late June…..late June….laaaaaaaaate June….

Okay….could I wait that long……to see this:

So, thinking that late June seemed…well, late, but pretty sure the answer was no, and not fully on board myself with the idea, I inquired of BFF Kristi whether she’d consider a Crazy Road Trip to Cleveland, Ohio.

Her answer was not no. She was, in fact, pretty engaged in considering it. We did a little discussing and I began staring at maps.

For a person not completely into her own idea, I sure stared at a lot of maps….and plugged in a lot of routes….and thought of a lot of details and got every duck I could lined up in an amazingly neat, and surprisingly swift, row….a row that looks a lot like this:

Thus was born the Great American Dog Trip (thus brilliantly named by BFF Kristi).

There are two Major Ducks still circling the starting point of this journey but I don’t control those ducks and I have to wait until they decide to land.

But for now, Plan A: Drive to Cleveland.

I do have a Plan B and also a Plan C if those ducks don’t decide to land. And when I think of the Level of Crazy this might reach, I remind myself that for over a year, I drove 115 miles to take a one hour driving lesson and drove 115 miles home….and for one summer, I did that two or three times a week. That was Much More Crazy but it was a he** of a lot of fun.

Puppies are opening their eyes!!!