When my parents brought up some of my things from California, they also picked up Bean to take her back home with them. I mentioned awhile back that she wasn’t settling in well, and she still hadn’t when it came time for me to move. I can’t really blame her. If you were a dog who went from having acres to run around on with horses to attempt to herd, would you be that happy moving to an urban environment where there are always new people and noise? I think not. So, she’s going back to the house where she has lived pretty much her entire life. I’m sad that she’s not staying with me, but I think it’s what’s best for her. Hopefully she’ll go back to being a happy, friendly dog.