It was time to go off to school and Cinderella wanted nothing to do with it.
I found myself crawling through a blackberry bush tunnel to catch her. Karen took one look and said, she’ll be a garden hound.
Off to the races she went, but she really was only interested in playing and charming the socks off of everyone who stopped by to greet her. She retired and Karen flew down to sunny Florida to play in the kennels and bring her back to the frozen tundra of Oregon.
Welcome home Miss Cinderella.