I returned to the US on November 16, 2025. I had spent almost half a year between the UK, the EU, and Morocco. Late summer to early fall, I traveled with beloved women friends. It was clarifying. Sometimes, I feel like I’m on a farewell tour.
After Thanksgiving in Bisbee, I went to Chandler, Arizona to take care of three dachshunds: Taco, Sheldon, and Peanunt.
I have no idea what I did on Christmas but on December 27th baby turned 40! Yikes, as they say in cartoons.
The lovely men that own the puppies and the beautiful house let me throw a party for Em.
I made enough food for an army. No surprise. I only have a few photos because I was working so damned hard. That’s a lie. I only have a few photos because I chose to enjoy the company rather than to document the moment.
The next day I flew to the Twin Cities in Minnesota. Teddy picked me up at the airport and Bonnie stayed home. It was almost 2 am. She had a broken ankle. Here is another example of my poor skills as a historian. The only photo I have at their house is with their dog Lou.
The next day, I went to Newport, Minnesota to take care of two dogs and a cat: Daisy, lil dude, and. Echo.
”Artist” rendering
The real McCoy.
No big parties but wonderful lunches with a different beloved everyday.
Last day in Minnesota, Marg picked me up at the dogsit and we had dinner with Bonnie and Ted at Bennett’s in Saint Paul.
Again, no photos with Bonnie and Ted! My son either loves me or hates me for my carelessness with traditions.
Marg and I spent the night at a motel. A slumber party! Next day, I was on my way to Chicago.
a channanigans production 
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