Time Well Spent

I ate another donut today. Actually, it's mom's fault. I wanted to photograph a trashy house close to Daylight Donuts. Mom talked me into a donut run instead. And that is when I discovered Daylight Donuts charges 50 cents for a cup of ice water. Shame on Daylight Donuts. I still bought the donut and water. But next trip to Cleveland, I will look for a new donut shop. Tomorrow Chuck, the silent but deadly gassy dog, and I hit the trail for St. Louis. I lookforward to returning to Big Guy, Birdie and the cats Cracker and Slim Jim. Also, Daisy will be a just a two-hour hug away. Mom and I had fun this week. I opened her eyes to new treats like "What Not To Wear." We were glued to the t.v. set through two reruns and the premiere episode. We both clucked, shook our heads and gave ourselves bonus points for being well-dressed. And Mom reminded me of old favorites such as The Andy Griffith Show. That Andy was quite a southern charmer. I'm not sure what he was doing living with Aunt Bea. If it weren't for the family in St. Louis, Mom and I could hole up a while longer. We'd need a steady supply of donuts, the t.v. remote and someone to let the cats in and out the door.