Dogs Officially Abroad (and sleepy)

The dogs are here! We got a call at 3.30 this afternoon that they had cleared customs and would be with us in 2.5 hours. Jeff and I were on pins and needles staring out the window looking for a big truck/van (we knew it had to be big because those crates are HUGE). When the truck finally pulled into the driveway, the driver opened the back doors and handed me... a garbage bag containing Sascha's vomit covered crate pad. Lovely. I signed some papers while Jeff had his requested "alone time" with the dogs. Someone (not Plato, surprisingly) seemed to be suffering from a little uh traveler's sickness so we walked to the mini mart to pick up the standard cure: rice, chicken broth, and cottage cheese. Tasty.

After conducting a thorough sniff inspection of the house, the dogs settled in and went straight to sleep.

More like logs than dogs, actually. That's how we like 'em.