It's Been a Hard Night's Day

For the first time in a long time we all slept all night long. Max & Me did not answer a single Abby Alarm. It's so quiet here. Max & Me are sort of at a loss, we keep looking around thinking we are going to find Abby and Emilie somewhere in this house, even though we know they've left.

Abby and Emilie's grandma called us from Colorado last night to let us know the girls had traveled well and had made it to their new home.

Max & Me are thinking of flying to Texas to take care of our uncle for a week or two so Michele and Kristin can take off on a well-deserved vacation. Max & Me deserve a vacation too, but quite frankly, it is no vacation for us if we are still taking care of Michele and Kristin. But it will be a fun vacation for us to go to Texas. Our uncle told us we can have real Texas BBQ. We don't know what that is but it sounds good. Apparently Texas is a very poodle friendly state and so we will be allowed in the BBQ joints. We've heard it is very easy to get real fat in Texas. That sounds fun. Max & Me love to eat. Our uncle has a pool so Max & Me can go swimming for the first time in our young lives. Our uncle does not have any poodles, but he does have a pet armadillo named Army. We don't know what an armadillo is but we've seen pics of Army and that thing scares Max & Me even more than those cat cousins of ours in Phoenix.