I headed to Idaho to complete the signing off on the new condo I bought ... and to get it ready to rent out to vacationers. I'd seen the place once before so I knew what I was getting myself into ... and I liked the little place. I really did. And do.
But prior to heading to Idaho ... I got word that I needed to take a little someone with me. A little dog named Harold was headed to Idaho and needed to hitch a ride with me. And in true 'Kris' form, I said yes ... knowing that I'd never, ever traveled with a dog on a plane before.
Stress #1: Harold.
Even though he was stress, he sure was cute. And a perfect gentleman. And he slept the entire way. I fell in love with Harold.
And then his new family changed his name to Gromet. I'm not in love with Gromet yet. I don't even know what a Gromet is. I barely know what a Harold is.
But I want one. Yes, I now want a Harold-Gromet of my own.
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