au revoir.

Tomorrow we will try to go home, but the flights look pretty full. Think us good flight thoughts!

I think I'm at my limit of how long I can be away from my animals. Usually around the 4th or 5th night, I start having nightmares each night about bad things happening to them. Today (day 11) I started crying at lunch because I realized that Jake wouldn't be alive 40 years from now. What the hell?