Our old friend Arco

The handsome Yellow Lab, not the Sacramento arena. His family is off to India for a wedding so Arco gets to visit with us for a bit. Arco used to live across from me when I lived in Folsom. The city, not the prison. He became infatuated with me and watched my house intently in order to monitor my comings and goings. I’m grateful that I still get to see him.