BevLive: Or Should It Be BevDead?

A good day spent driving seems an oxymoron to me just now. But I'm parked, the dogs are walked and fed, truck is full of gas and I'm showered and in bed all in Kentucky. So I guess it was a good day since I think it began in western Kansas. It sure wasn't memorable.

Hope Amanda got the trailer fixed and is on the road. Her phone isn't working, some sort of Canada vs USA phone company thing.

Would have been a good day to be pulling a horse trailer with a cool place in the back full of dog crates. Was so hot I couldn't leave the dogs in the truck without the engine running for the AC. I can't fit enough crates in my camper for all four dogs so we just keep driving. Passes the time and miles.