I guess it's a good thing Arnold is not going with us on our 4.5 hour trek since he threw up while riding in the car across town on the way to the kennel . A the human was very good and worked magic with paper towels so that it did not get on his daddy's car seat.
And yet, B still misses the dog. Well, so do I. We'll be back Friday, fortunately. Then the Official Organize/Torture(depending on point of view) of A's life begins. More on that later.