Thursday, October 28, 2010
I m sitting here thinking about your train ride. I am worried, still. I know you are home, I heard you on the speaker phone. Did you have a lot to do to return to "normal"? I know you had to deal with your hair. I know my due gets awfully curly in the "humditty". I bet you had to go through a lot of grooming... How did you get all the bugs out of your teeth? Did it get cold? I know you were wet because when we took you to the train station, it was raining. How did you manage to stay warm? I am just besides myself thinking about the whole ordeal. You must love us a lot to do all that just to come home. Listen, I am willing to give up some chewies to make sure you can afford a ticket in the train. I am just thinking that riding on top is not safe, even if they do it in the movies. I do love you you know.
Wait - JD is talking to me. What??? OMD. This is not acceptable! JD just told me that nonna is going to get on a plane to go to Europe. Are they kidding me?? Whose stupid idea is that?
Look, we just got the nonna to move here, putting her "on" a plane is plain stupid. How many chewies does it take to buy her an "in" the plane ticket? I want her back safe and sound or she can't go. I am putting my paw down on this.
Good thing I was white haired to start with, because living with two leggeds will turn your hair white with worry...
wishing this whole fan damily would stay put