Yes, She Is

More than one person commented that after our trip, Maggie must have been glad to have us back, and you're right, she was.

Saturday night:

Sunday:

And that was just in the morning; she had plenty of afternoon and evening lap time, too.

Then there was Monday morning, when we were joined by a bird on the scaffolding, which looked around carefully before bursting into song. (I got a minute of video, but it won't load, damn it. Oh, well.)

Maggie watched intently, but not moving. At least the damned ugly scaffolding is good for something!