Thanks for continuing to read the blog. I bet you wonder where we are now. We are in Switzerland where they speak many, many languages (except doggese). Yesterday, me and daddy Steve took the train up to Wengen. When I say "up", I mean UP!!! Here is a view of Wengen as we went even farther up to the highest train station in Europe.
Guess what I saw? A pack of sled dogs! (Polarhunden.) They were not pulling sleds, though, they were just giving out sugars.
Jilly, I hate to hurt your feelings, but you could not rescue people in the snow here. It is too deep and too cool for your fragile constitution and small paws. I will say one thing, though. Even on your smelliest day, you smell better than the polarhunden!
Down here in Wengen, you would enjoy the verdant fields of grass and wildflowers to zoom in. There are lots of friendly cows and goats, and even a town cat. It sits atop one of the town restaurants and meows loudly.
Anyway, we miss you. Give mamaw and papaw sugars!
Mama
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