Six months ago, on a snowy February 14, my dad and I packed up the Camry and started a 2,800 mile journey to a far-away city that was to become my new home.
Now, it’s August 19. It’s been an up-and-down six months, with a trip home, two visits from my family, one from Tom’s, a vacation in Colorado, lots of furniture shopping and apartment decorating, several expensive vet visits, lots of great food, and, the primary reason I moved here, fun and adventures with Tom.
Here are some of my favorite memories from the past six months:
We made it!
Lots of dog walks in our new neighborhood, Bankers Hill.
All the fish tacos.
And all the produce. Avocados every day! Blood orange margaritas!
Always on watch.
Picnics all the time.
Padres at Petco Park.
IKEA. Again and again.
Green thumbs? Grilling!
Sharing breakfasts. Eggs benedict success.
Every week, please!
Post anesthesia sleepies.
Seals seals seals seals!
Excitement at the zoo.
And all the babies at Safari Park.
And the real babies. New friends!
Lots to learn about the new city.
ALL the beers.
Back home. Missing some family members here!
Favorite old dog.