Jim remembers the worried pet trying to follow them back to their pickup. The burro stood in the road watching as the pickup with his family drove away. I knew Nancy and John at about the time when they left the nest. Nancy worked for me for a while. She was an excellent employee, and an interesting person.
Most teenagers are like sheep who are compelled to stay with their flock.
But Jim's kids were self confident and completely independent. They marched to the beat of a different drummer - probably one from somewhere in Peru, Venezuela, or North Africa, where they lived growing up. Doggadog's leg went back into socket after a strenuous little tug of war between my helper and I with the anesthetized Doggadog in the middle. He's back with Jim and his wife, and the cattle, llamas and horses. We're keeping out fingers crossed for his hip joint.