The Trumbulls headed south for a wedding and I said I'd take care of their older dog, Charlie. We did lots of walks. Dinners with neighbors, afternoons with neighbors, evenings with neighbors. Not a day passed without some meeting. I made my first frangipane tart.... the second one came out fabulously. My bread making skills were miserable.
It was fun to have a dog back in my life, if only for a few days.
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