After I washed the car yesterday, I hit Petsmart and bought Rock all the comforts of home. He was like a kid at Christmas, he fell asleep with his head on a bag of catnip. Of course there are unique hazards here too. I have already disturbed a nest of ants while paddling about the spa and listening to Sinatra (thanks Matt! It was the first thing I played when I arrived...) and the drivers... oh my, these people drive 10 miles under the limit and hit every bit of concrete curbs in the most unusual manner in their Mercedes and Cadillacs. I park Emmy far far away from the stores and set the alarm every time and live in fear of runaway shopping carts. The clerks seem to be constantly amazed by their bar code readers, none of them seem to be able to master a check out without some major technical disaster and the culture seems to revolve around being as nasty as possible to the miserable snowbirds like me. They will have to work a lot harder to get to me, I am from New York City, the only civilized place on earth, and kids in school in New York City could trump their Florida attitude during recess. 54209 1387 miles from home and Rock is curled up on the chair beside me, just like at home. God Bless you Steve Borsse! Yeah, not bad!

12 Zodom and Gamorrah Part 1 Triple Packing~~ Part 2 Cat In a Bag~~ Part 3 Baltimore~~ Part 4 Virginia~~ Part 5 Dr. Biggly I Presume~~ Part 6 Zouth of the Border~~ Part 7 South Carolina~~ Part 8 Georgia~~ Part 9 Jacksonville, FL~~ Part 10 Road to Zodom~~ Part 11 Garage Gamorrah~~ Part 12 God Bless You, Steve Borsse~~

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