So, poor Pony Boy (the dog) is out on the porch, asking to be let in. Evidently, a family of 11 eventually gets so busy being a family that the pup must wait his turn to be loved on. :)
Here we are, then, visiting the great Anthony in New England. It’s a lovely thing to spend time with a big, bustling, happy family (and their pup). V has enjoyed himself right into the pool already, which in Massachusetts in the face of a cold front might not be the best idea he’s had all day.
And so. Having drunk an entire glass of wine (don’t do that often!) and eaten my yummy curry-chicken-salad-sandwich dinner, I’m off to bed. The gang has V in hand and Joe is playing chess with Anthony. My work here is done.