Does it make anyone else horribly, horribly concerned when nothing really out of the ordinary's happened for more than twenty-four hours?
It just seems like ever since we've been here, there's always been ... something.
Unless Dug's spastic nightmares are a "something". Let me tell you, there is
nothing like waking up with a shaking Golden Retriever wrapped around your head.
Anyone want to volunteer for the experience?