31 August 2008

wall to wall bears

I'm going to date myself with that title, I know. Some of my older readers will understand and I'm okay with that.

This morning I drove rescue dog Jack to Breezewood, PA, where he was picked up by one half of the couple that is going to be his foster family. In the two hour trip east on the PA turnpike I saw at least a dozen marked and unmarked troopers. Who knows how many I may have missed?

It being the end of the month, and a holiday weekend too, I probably should not have been surprised. Fortunately,  I did not get up close and personal with any of them.

Eleanor's new words:  duck, and she learned to blow kisses

1 comment:

Karen said...

I'm glad that Jack is closer to being home.