I tried to get out ahead of the weather on Tuesday, but it found me. The trip started out at just past 7am with the car in this condition:
By mid-Indiana Parker had had enough:
And on the arrival end, the residents have still not fully accepted their houseguest:
Parker and the cats have had words. Barks, growls, and hisses, actually. We're still trying to get them to stay in the same room together without either freaking out. This means, in practice, one of us coaxing the cats from behind the sofa while the other explains to the dog, with one hand on the choke collar and another firmly pressing down between his shoulder blades, that he is not to bark or growl at the cats. We'll see. After two days they'll ignore each other for half an hour on end, which is encouraging.