QBit Pulls Jeff in a Little Red Wagon
We've been here in Chicago now for almost a month, and with any luck at all we're heading home tomorrow morning. I have the trailer rented and hitched to the back of the 4Runner, and it's mostly packed.
Cleaning up Carol's mom's house for sale was a little sad-about which I'll say more when time and energy allow. But yesterday we found Carol's little red wagon in the far corners of the garage, and decided to take a break and have a little fun. I've mentioned before here just how strong QBit is for a bichon frise-even one that weighs 16 pounds and change. He's all muscle, and I've reflected from time to time that he could probably pull me in a well-designed dog cart. Well, we've done the experiment, and we didn't even have a well-designed dog cart. We had a rusty 45-year-old kid wagon that had been heavily used in its time (the early 1960s) and not in very good shape. But QBit was up to the task: With Carol standing at the end of the driveway with a pretzel treat, he dug his toes in and got me up to speed in relatively little time, and hauled me most of the length of the driveway without seeming to break a sweat.
The video is 4.7 MB, but if you're interested in seeing me in a little red wagon designed for seven-year-olds being pulled by a white puffball, it's on YouTube.
I may be sparse here for awhile; we can't cruise as fast with a trailer as we can without, and may spend three nights on the road. Hard to tell; if we stop somewhere with a broadband connection I may dash off some status reports and observations. So bear with me. This has been a long and difficult trip, but it had to be done, and it only has to be done this once. (Gretchen and I and several of her friends emptied the house that we grew up in back in late summer 1996.)
We will soon be on the road again. And I may design that dog cart after all.