On the road again

Not a very original title, but, sigh, true. I will not miss the bird's screech echoing through the house in the early mornings as I try desperately to sleep on the fold-out. I will not miss Copper trying to murder Scraps through meticulous calculations. I will not miss the cat hissing at my dogs, even though he has a right to, he was here first. But I will miss mom and dad and the pool and the beach nearby. I will miss getting to hang out with Bud all day because now, he'll be at a real job. Birmingham, ready or not, here we come!