After two long weeks, 15 states, even more cities, countless airplanes, cars, busses, taxis and @lyft backseats, I am home. What a gift to be greeted by your favorite furry dude and the pine cones, bones, and toys, he loves. Home. At least for a short breath or two. Home.
[PART ONE] Imagine Jim and Bones dragging Spock off to get ice cream at a place downtown on a hot summer day. To shake things up a bit, Bones suggests that one of them choose the flavor of ice cream for the other two, and he volunteers to go first. So, 10 minutes later, the three of them end up sitting on the curb eating rainbow sherbet ice cream. Bones denies having made any plot to make Spock eat anything other than plain vanilla, but no one believes him. Spock doesn't seem to mind, though.