♫I'm a travelin' dog, don't tie me down
There's just too much livin' goin' on around
A dog has got to see what he can see

But the road was long
And home was far....♫

Well, like a zillion things have happened since I barked last.  I have arrived at the White House, which is surprisingly greenish.  More about that later. 

Here is the whole scoop.  You already know that we have had lots of strangers in the house looking at our stuff.  Most of them would come and go while we were gone but the bosses would hide all our toys and vacuum forEVER.  Then we would go on a long walk while the strangers inspected our junk.  But this last batch of strangers in the house actually put all our stuff in boxes all over the house.  We had boxes everywhere.  The grrrls and I were mostly not allowed to supervise, although Spring tried her best.  We all told the strangers to go ahead and put Spring in a box but they refused.  Too bad.  We might have had some peace and quiet for a little while.  AnyLoo, next thing I know, a new batch of strangers stole all our stuff and put it in a big orange truck.  Some of it we have yet to find.

So then we had an empty house and we were all tired from watching strangers work.  So we decided to hop in the truck and drive to Washington.  Drive?  Me, the President?  Whatever happened to Air Force One, is what I want to know.  I would have thought there would at least be some sort of caravan.  I have to say I am impressed with my Secret Service agents, at least.   They were so secret I couldn't even see them.  Spooky.

Day 1:

My stuff disappears.  We drive to St. Louis, Missouri.  The nice people at the hotel give the bosses cookies.  I would have thought they were much nicer if they had given me a warm chocolate chip cookie too.  Being President does not have as many perks as I would have thought.  I am beginning to wonder what good it is to lead this thoughtless country.  No private jet, no cookies.  Hm.

Day 7:

We have driven for 6 days straight and arrive in Kansas City, Kansas where we bark out to Boomer Sooner and Dottie Mae.  We also meet up with the boss man's sister.  She feeds me an entire tin of cookies.  Things are looking up.  I am pretty sure we have room to pack her in the trailer.  She is just the kind of person I need on my staff.

Day 15:

We drive for another bazillion hours and arrive at the Casa de Star in lovely Lincoln, Nebraska.  We are pampered beyond our wildest imaginations by Star, Winnie, and Tim's mom and dad.  I get lots of scritches and tasty snacks.  I am pretty sure I can make room for them on my staff too.  I need an Executive Chef or two.  I chat up Star from afar...seems I am not to be trusted up close when I am tired and out of my element.  Well, duh.  I have been traveling for 37 days.  What can you expect?

It was a long trip, so it is a long story.  More tomorrow!