Different state. Different house.
Same bed freeloaders.
Notice the open windows. Finally! And they are talking about "thunderstorms" today. Wonder what THOSE are like here.
Ah, yes, the drive across the country is a faded memory, if any memory, for some.
Although I think if Panda saw a big yellow truck she would freeze in her tracks.
The flight is washed from Bumby's brain - probably because of the "tranks" she took.
Nonetheless, all is right in the Boston Manor world.
Now, if only I could figure out what day it is, which direction is North, finally get my license plates and driver's license, maybe then I will feel as settled as these three seem to feel...
I'm getting there.
And sometimes without the GPS lady.