11 hours and counting...

The dogs are washed, one willing and one not.  The bed is made, the clothes are in, the truck is washed and all 900 other things are done.  Only one thing left to do and that is to go swimming one last time, sleep peacefully all night long (probably not) and get up and leave.  Had a long talk with Lady today about going on a grand adventure where we might meet some new friends, see new places, get stuck with some strange cactus prickers and generally go camping for 3 straight months.  She thought it would be okay as long as there was a 50 lb bag of horse cookies involved. Check that off the list.  Al has never been anywhere or done anything so he will think this is his new life.  MaryJean and Gracie are waiting on the hill in the yard to get in the truck.  They are so anxious that Gracie got in Val's truck, oops, wrong truck.  She is sure she is going somewhere.  Since they have had their bath (sorry Sabrina and Erick about the bathtub) it must be my turn.  Goodnight.