On Sunday we picked up Rua, our Labradoodle, from our third cousins (by marriage), Dean and Angela, and boy, was that hard. Rua had the time of her life - playing endlessly with their dogs, Maggie and Lucy, as well as with their children, Sam, Joe and Greta. A real grass lawn (not the artsy red fescue we have) and a white picket fence, not to mention ball chasing all day long inside and out. Camp Gordon was a real treat and now that Rua's home, she seems a little... well... depressed. Or could it be fatigue?
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