doggy farm

got up and did not feel well. i had to take the dog up to the doggy farm/kennel, out in the countryside. we had decided to try this farm that was recommended to us. we are just doting doggy parents, and we thought he might like a vacation in the country while we had a vacation out of the country. each dog gets his own room with a little nook for his bed, with a radiator, and a private yard. jj was going to stay home but since i wasn’t sure how well i was, she came with me to help. we had to take the metro to the train station and the train out about 45 mins. the lady came to pick us up at the station, but was surprised to see jj. she said she only had room for one passenger. she showed us her car, which had the back seat set up for a dog – with a wire mesh dividing the car. i said jj could ride in back with maynard. she said ok, but she’d have to duck down if we saw a policeman. it had snowed a lot, and it was beautiful. it was a bit warmer today, so there was fog lifting off the snow. it was very WHITE. we could barely see the farm house from the road. we checked out the lodgings and then were driven back to the train station. i was indeed a bit ill and went home and slept and slept. meanwhile, jj had been working very hard on her christmas presents. her door was closed with a sign saying to “please knock and wait for permission to enter”. she also had decided to make use of her cooking course and make macaroons to bring over to her grandparents and aunt/uncle/cousins. i was a bit skeptical, since she had tried once unsuccessfully, and the recipe was quite vague and error filled.

we started making them together around 7pm, and ultimately, they did not work. we will go back to the cooking store to get corrections to the recipe and will try again in the future. meanwhile, i will go across the street to the new macaroon/chocolates store, and bring them instead.

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