Days pass

I knew they would. I knew it back when Der Bingle made reservations for Quentin that he would come and then days would pass and it would be time for him to leave. And today he is . . . leaving, that is. I was going to go to the airport with Der Bingle to see him off, but thought about the hour drive there and back and the emotions and elected to stay here with Shane. We can cheer each other up . . . or at least sit together on the sofa and sigh.

I didn’t really take any pictures; I think because I want to keep the days in my heart. But I gave Quentin a camera and he has videos of Shane running and sitting and Wubba chasing and doing the “pull at your heartstrings” gaze.

My gosh, I believe I hear a bit of Kipling echoing from those photos . . .

Come back ye Quentin friend