
We also met Ryan for the first time. Such a sweet doggie. I was looking through a book of photos from Matt & Leslie's trip to Paris. I had just turned the page to one of pictures of statues of dogs on graves and tombstones. Ryan came up and plopped himself on top of the page as if to say, "Why are you looking at those doggies when I am right here?"
Pictures from top: Ryan & those meaningless French doggies; Ray & Moira; Ray, Matt & Moira; Moira sleeping in her swing; Pigeon Point Lighthouse on drive back to San Francisco.