In the begining there was

the ride home from Connecticut with Marley (then Tator-Tot) with her on my lap panting anxiously. Little did I know, that was to be the smoothest car ride I would have with her... to-date. Now it is uncommon if she doesn't "toss her cookies" (as Tracy puts it) all over the back seat of my car. Strangely enough I haven't purchased a back seat cover for the dog... Maybe that night when she refused to sleep anywhere except between Corinna and I, or in the morning when she got up, jumped off the bed and unloaded her bladder, or even that same night when I came home after work to her having ripped apart the bedroom door, the wall next it, and went to the bathroom numerous times all over, I should have known this was going to be a long journey with her.