Rocco Reunion!!

While I was out of the country, my wonderful Aunt Cindy and Uncle Jeff took care of my beautiful baby dog, Rocco, and gave him so much love that I was afraid he wouldn't want to come back with me. I drove down with my mom to pick up my baby monster and our reunion was momentous. He saw me out the window and couldn't contain himself. My mom held him back so that he wouldn't knock the gimpy me, still on crutches, down. I sat on the couch and he showered me with sandpaper tongue doggy kisses until my face was raw. He definitely remembered me! Here is him in his favorite chair at my aunt's house, looking out the window.

and here he is leaning over the back of the couch as he likes to do. he was so happy to have all of his people in one place at the same time. he followed me everywhere, afraid i was going to leave again. he remembered all of his tricks, even the ones that my aunt and uncle hadn't been practicing with him (i guess i forgot to tell them). he has a ridiculous memory!

Here's everyone (Aunt Cindy, Uncle Jeff, Aunt Rita, Uncle Jim, Pat, Mom and me) at the Apple Haus, one of the shops in this cute little German village that we visited called . . . I forgot what its called. Long something. We had a great time visiting and it made Aunt Cindy feel a little bit better that Rocco seemed to want to go with me. He didn't even want to go to the bathroom before he left; he just kept pulling towards our car, afraid he was going to get left behind. I promised I would take good care of the Rocco pie and take him back to visit soon.