Travel Dog Pose and In Syracuse for the Weekend. Karal is Happiest When on the Road to Visit the Parental Units in Upstate New York

We said goodbye to Bucky yesterday afternoon, as Jay returned from Italy, wine, and pasta and was ready to have his pup back. That meant our last Stratford rendezvous occurred in the morning...then it was cleaning as I hate to come home to a dirty house and Bucky was a shedder...needed to get the hair up.

The trip up was uneventful, except for those going 35 mph in a two lane country road with no passing when the speed limit was 65. How one looks in the rearview mirror and doesn't see the hold up they are causing is beyond me. 

It was all good, though, as I had a book to listen to and the drive is rather beautiful. 

And now it's time for the remote wars and screaming over what it on t.v., who can hear what, and what will be chosen to view. Mom thinks she's clever telling Karal to go get her a nutty buddy, knowing full well that I'll be the one that does so. 

And with me comes high temperatures and nonstop rain. Glad to see ya, Syracuse. What's Central New York without a lot of moisture and icky air.

Okay, now to see which one of these people try to talk to me first. I hate mornings and I'm a grump. Just leave me alone.