GENTLEMEN START YOUR ENGINES!

COCA COLA 600 - HERE WE COME!

GO MATT!

AT THE TRACK....YEAH MUD!

We’re off to the races, our first NASCAR experience and what a wild time it was. 43 loud cars whizzing around the track about 300 yards from our motorhome sure stressed me out. Quinn could have cared less, he was too busy mingling with the many dogs and barking up a storm. Then there was the popping of the firecrackers and the party hounds down the lane. This NASCAR crowd is a noisy bunch. Mom and Dad seemed to be having a good time with Dad’s long time friends. We heard our driver, Matt Kenseth didn’t win, but at least he didn’t wreck.
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EXTREME MAKEOVER

Wadda ya think? The new us. Only problem is we smell like stinky perfume for at least three days. A few rolls in the mud will cure that though.

HOME AT LAST!

7,000 miles, 15 states (some twice), 24 campgrounds, 110 nights, 12 dog parks, 2 oceans, 5 Quinn escapes, hundreds of new dogs, cats, rabbits, squirrels and racoons. A picture is worth a 1000 words.

HEY COON DOG GET AWAY FROM MY TRAIL

A fellow canine is real popular down here in Alabama. That’s the Coon Dog. They even have a special Coon Dog Cemetery where Mom’s and Dad’s bid farewell to their four legged friends in a big way.

HURRY UP AND WAIT

BENTLEY LEADS SO WELL

BIRTHDAY ICE CREAM...YEAH!

Well, we made it to Alabama. Boy, who said waiting for service on the RV is fun….boooring! Quinn and I spent a lot of time waiting, and waiting and more waiting….in the lounge, in the car, in the motorhome. The only thing that made it interesting was that we were not alone. We met up with my old dance partner Bentley and there were lots of other dogs there so we made some new friends. Since Quinn and I celebrate our birthdays this month, Aunt Char gave us a birthday party….we had doggie ice cream….it was sooo good!

FOUR LEGGED IN MUSIC CITY

HOLY OREO COW!

SCENE STEALER

We arrived in Nashville to a lot of entertainment, and I don’t mean just the Grand Ole Opry that Mom, Dad and Duff's folks went to. They have crazy four legged creatures here that hang out in and around Music City.

AT LAST MY TRUE LOVE HAS COME ALONG

I wasn’t sure I would ever see him again…then there he was…my Duffy, looking so handsome. Our eyes met as soon as he bounded out of the motorhome. I couldn’t wait to give him a big kiss. Mom & Dad had to restrain me. Quinn thought he would try planting one on him too. We were so glad to be together again.