Anaheim

As I dropped Finley off at the kennels, I noticed a man bringing his golden retriever in who looked to be a bit sick. Poor guy, he didn't want to move. Finley was so nervous, he knew what was up. I just pet him and tried to pass some calm vibes to him. The guy with the retriever though had a huge tattoo of a busty woman decked out in fantasy armor and some sort of super glove/claw attached to her arm. All I could think of was Heavy Metal...on the side of the calf? hahahaha

I-15 is the only road between Nevada and California. Seems like it anyway, because the traffic on a Monday at 2pm reminded me of Thanksgiving traffic elsewhere. Yuck!

So we're in Anaheim California. Driving into California we went from total sunshine to hardly can see super thick fog on a mountain in 3 lanes of heavy traffic in less than 5 minutes. Glad I took first shift! Course my drive was full of stop and go since there seemed to be miles of traffic backed up from some kind of Fruit Inspection Portal. They just waved us through as they did most cars. What qualities must you have to be a suspect for fruit concealer?!! At one rest stop, there was a RV with signage all over it proclaiming that the end of the world is coming this May 21st! Well at least it's a Saturday right.