Day 3

OK, they take all the trouble to come after me, drive me to the North, (when everyone knows I'm a Southern Gentleman), and then I'll be darned if they don't go off to work and leave me alone all day. (Well, with the exception of coming home at noon to let me outside to do my 'business'). Anyway, I really think they should suspend all activities except for paying attention to me for the duration I am here, don't you? Granddogs are grand babies, too....

But I have to admit, they are really pretty goofy about me...But heck, who can blame them? Grandaddee has learned that he must be touching me at all times while sitting in his chair! And Drammie talked pretty silly to me.