Cadence and I have officially arrived safely back in Nebraska, and other than a bit of grouchiness getting buckled in for the flight (after almost an hour and a half delay), the trip went smoothly. Yippee!
The only bad part about the end of a trip is how much you miss everyone almost immediately. But as much as Pawpoo and Granny and Whitney and Collin and Cadence and I are all missing each other, I think it’s probably Mojo that misses Cadence the most. I mean, who else is going to hand feed him breakfast and make sure he gets enough to eat?