Home Sweet Home

When Smiley came to pick me up at the airport, I could not have been happier to see him if he were made out of chocolate and gold, and I told him so.

And, after a bit, I was in a car with my dog headed for home.

And now, here I am.

Whew.

6 thoughts on “Home Sweet Home

  1. Welcome home, hon. I hope your week improves, surely it can only go uphill from here.PS I think Smiley is made of chocolate, gold, AND diamonds.

  2. Just a little ole country boy doin’ my job and happy to do it.You made our afternoon a lot more fun.The Daytona 500 was getting boring anyway…

  3. Thanks for the wonderful response over at Chez Coma on the question I asked. It was wonderful. Beer on me next time I’m in Nashville, (and this time on a Friday night if you are up for it.)Once again, invaluable.

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