One small aside related to the party of the previous post – Fairfax suffered a minor mishap on the half-block walk and arrived covered in blueberry pie.  We considered our options: 1) pretend it hadn’t happened and hope no one noticed; 2) run home!; or 3) mark our entrance with an announcement to be careful – our dog is covered in blueberry pie.  You can guess which option won.  Two days later he still smells like blueberry.