I guess all that barking tired him out. He came home and did not move from this spot for 16 hours. Poor doggy!!!!

A neighbor came by and fed the kitties while we were gone. Pumpkin (I'm sure it was Pumpkin) kept knocking the food container over until it finally broke open. (We'd wondered why all the cat food was gone when we came home.) Our neighbor told me how he looked and looked, through all my cabinets and closets, for a broom and dustpan. I told him, "But we don't have a broom and dustpan!" "I KNOW," he replied. "All I found was your vacuum cleaner, and the hose wasn't big enough to suck up the darned cat!!"
Pumpkin's not taking any chances. Next time we go, she's planning to come along.

Vader's just happy to have Robert's legs to lie on again.

We took Jean back to the airport yesterday. I love our airport. It's smaller than Sam's Club, but the parking lot is bigger. The overflow lot is usually "closed," because the regular parking lot just doesn't get that full.

As life slowly returns back to normal, Trevor treated us to breakfast this morning. Robert and I slept and slept; I could hear Trevor banging around in the kitchen, and I woke to the most wonderful smell of eggs. But Trevor knows my preferences well enough and instead poured me a bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats, along with a glass of milk, so they wouldn't get soggy. :) Thanks, Trev!

No one can imagine school starting back up tomorrow, but someone has to plan for it...