Petawawa Terrace

Our tires crunched over the gravel parking lot, indicating our arrival at our destination about 20 minutes after we left my tiny cottage-apartment in Pembroke. The Wheaten sat upright and whined softly from the back seat. As soon as we released him from his seatbelt he leapt six feet out the car door, nose to ground soakingContinue reading “Petawawa Terrace”