He's here! The boy has rendered me speechless. We walked near the Truckee River into a flaming sunset shortly after his arrival. A big shout out to my family-family: Brad and Susan picked him up from Jackson--his first best place, the home he'll always have in spirit and whenever we can get there. My parents and siblings who met him are surprised, I think, at how wonderful a dog can be and offer their full support and endorsement. My dad made the 562 mile trek from Cache Valley to the valley of Truckee Meadows today--it all strikes me as an incredible gift of generosity and love.
Koven seemed disoriented--mostly missing Amy, I'm sure--but after some olfactory investigation, a tasty knuckle bone, and puppy play with his Kong, he seems to be settling in. He's conked out for now, sleeping on his side, resting his head on one pointy ear with the other flopping onto his gorgeous, intelligent, knowing face. I feel like I should be writing a love sonnet; I think he is that sonnet.
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