On the Road Again

Hey everybody!  Sorry to keep you in suspense, mom is being a bad blogger AGAIN!  Does she think that being on the road is any excuse for not keeping up with my blog?  Sheesh...  So once again, I will pick up the slack and try to catch you all up on where we've all been in Big Earl!  I'm playing catch-up here, so by the time you read this our adventure will already be behind us.  Still, I insisted to mom that you all need to know where we've been, so let the story of our Earlventure begin!

This is Carmen's first official trip, but it seemed like she had no problem relaxing and making her self at home.

We drove for almost two whole days, just stopping a few times for gas and a short night's rest.  As comfortable as Big Earl is, it still seemed like forever.   I was starting to wonder if you could get around the world by road! Here's a few of the signs we saw on the way down  - I guess the humans need things like this to know where they are

Hey, look - Mason has a whole town named after him!

Hm, Kentucky.  Never been here before.

Apparently I was sleeping, no ears in this picture!

Georgia on my mind!

Sounds like a nice enough place!

Through all that time on the road, we did an awful lot of this:

and this,

...and this.

At long last dad guided Big Earl off the highway and we were all anxious to see where on earth we had ended up.

Are we there yet?????

FINALLY we pulled into a driveway marked by this sign:

 

When Dad backed Big Earl onto a this little pad and put out the slides, we knew we were "home."

So we are "here", but where the heck are we??  I keep seeing all sort of versions of this shape:

Looks suspiciously like my very own profile, don't you think?  Hm, maybe I better have a word with the management here about copyright infringement...

Anyways, mom told us to get comfortable, that we'll be here for a week.  Mom also says that since she and dad will be busy, I can have free reign of the laptop while they're away.  The whole idea is for me to keep you posted on what we're all up to (since mom is absolutely lousy at that these days).   It's also my job to keep these other two hooligans in line.  A tall order for sure!

Dad keeps saying we are at "the happiest place on earth", for whatever that's worth.  I'll be back to let you know what we pooches think of it.  Apparently they have a saying around here, and since it seems appropriate way to end this post: