So I took a little Sunday Drive today, to Harrisville Rhode Island. Got myself a brand new puppy. If the trip and ride home are any indication of the pup’s future, this is going to be an awesome dog. I have had the name picked out for a very long time. I have always, in the back of my mind wanted to run a Large Brown Chesapeake named Locomotive Breath. It just makes me smile. I got in the truck and buckled up and backed out of the drive and the Tull song began on the radio. Like having a song stuck in your head and have it come on when you start the truck. What an omen. Get there with no issues other than the Sunday traffic on the Mass Pike was at a crawl. The pups were wonderful and Mike had done a great job tiring them out so Loco would sleep, he hoped most of the way home. And he did, I could not resist snapping photos while driving home.


