Weekends only, mutt.

Dante' the dog-faced boy made it in finally last night, after an hour+ weather delay in Houston. Continental did a great job of handling traveling pets, though. Good treatment - J1 was content.


He held on through the ups/downs and jostling, and though kind of scared and shaky at the airport, and a little disoriented going for a walk around the neighborhood, eventually he settled down. Poor dog. Long day for him.

And now he begins the process of working his way into a new household's routine (though he's been part of this one before). He likes my office.

Of course. :) Who wouldn't? It's where the music is. Good music, too. But let's remember, here, Dog... as your President often says "Let me be clear. Make no mistake." You're welcome in here evenings and weekends. But M-F, 9-5... you're outside, baby. It's the great outdoors for you, Bub.