Speaking of which, the dog figured out the new location of the quail. He walked away once he saw them, and I’m very happy about that.
It’s a box on the floor he can get into if he chooses... so I am now realizing I need to fix that if I ever need to go somewhere.
It’s a box on the floor he can get into if he chooses... so I am now realizing I need to fix that if I ever need to go somewhere.
“Doggy?!” 
I was stuck in DC for 20 years where the food was look-a-like not quite right and rarely delicious. But spent 3 of it traveling a triangle: DC-Philly-ACY/DC-ACY-Philly I don't miss the traffic or the travel, but I do miss the food. The locals taught me where to eat. Philly pizza is different from NY and Chicago, but still delicious. And for another 10 or so years, spent a week a month in ACY. Where I am now, no one's ever tasted a good pizza so they have what they have... Wally world.
