Home Is Where the Hay Is…

Tiara D. Blue

We are back in Oklahoma!

It seems fitting that after arriving, we approached this roadblock…

…a round bale.

Instead of being annoyed, I couldn’t help but smile. Nothing says Oklahoma like a giant stack of hay blocking the road.

After a farmer spiked the hay and lugged it off the dirt road, shouting apologies over his chugging tractor, I drove onto Granny and Papa’s house so we could be reunited with my four-legged child, Blackie.

After two and a half weeks of being away from his nanny dog, Lane was beyond excited to hear Blackie snoring on the couch.

Maybe a little too excited…

Lane hugged Blackie so tight, we had to separate the two.

But the way she was licking his face afterwards, I think it’s safe to say she missed him too. 🙂

Happy Friday!

Until next time…


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