Good-bye Gromit :(

Gromit's staying with my mom while I'm in Germany, and though it's a great situation: he's got a big yard to play in, my sister's bed to sleep under, my mom's dog to play with (see photo), I really, really, really didn't want to leave him. Today as we drove across Missouri and Illinois and Indiana I kept expecting him to be in the backseat, and I kept thinking I needed to stop and walk him. I know this Germany thing is a great opportunity, etc., etc., but I keep wondering about all of this leaving things behind. Is it really worth it to go off when there are so many things that I'm going to miss so much?