Seriously this dog had maybe an acre of fenced in land to check out which is a bajillion times larger than our little patio at home, but that wasn't enough. After exploring the area he wanted to be in the neighbor's yard on either side of us. He patrolled the fence looking for spots big enough for his little body to slip through, and find them he did. That was the not-so-relaxing part of the weekend, as I raced down the lane to retrieve my furry little explorer before he got too far, got himself in trouble, or ruined something of the neighbors. He's proven that his little beagle genes run strong in him and if we ever take him camping he can't be let off-leash because he would be half way across the forest before we could catch him.
I'm so glad that we took the opportunity to get away from everything and just have time for the two of us. We desperately needed a break from residency and infertility and to have a chance to get back to our relationship as friends and spouses outside of the external stresses. I didn't want the weekend to end. I didn't want to head back to reality. I would be content to stay on that little lane for weeks. Alas the obligations both of us have to our jobs brought us back, but we came back a little relaxed, a lot more happy, and very much still in love. Here's hoping we don't need another one of these breaks for awhile, and that the next one will be under more pleasant circumstances.