The dog seems to be more agitated than we are. She is investigating what is left of the back of the house, checking for memories, checking her peemails in the courtyard among the piles of rubble. You are still a lucky bassett, we tell her. You could still have been stuck at
Animaux En Peril. We promise you a decent long walk in the forest tomorrow
, so that you can frollick and gallavant
galore.
