My daughter arrived safely in Auckland, New Zealand, and has been setting up her apartment. She has a job offer at a hospital but doesn’t yet know her start date because that depends on when the nursing visa paperwork gets finalized. The dog is still at the quarantine facility, which has been sending updates on how she is doing. From the photos of her sad little face, it’s clear that she is desperately looking for her human.

When she gets released from quarantine, she’ll have a comfy bed by a window in the apartment so she can see what’s going on outside, according to my daughter’s latest message, and a soft rug to roll around on. Not much longer to wait now…