A Note from the Dog

Anchorage to Houston, via Seattle, Rufus, the Airedale, relates the travel tale of his Master’s trip.  There are TSA minions, leaky faucets and erratic, inflight movie screens, a smiling stewardess who inspires fantasy, airport shuttles driven with the alacrity of Philippine Jeepneys and the smell of capitalism.

Read all about it here.

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