Ray hates dogs.

In spite of this he doesn’t mind going up to Connecticut to visit Stephanie and Terry.

“Doesn’t mind” is a bit of a stretch. He loves them but he’s learned to endure their brood.

We just came back from a 2 night visit.

They have two huge dogs and two medium dogs.

He stays as far away from them as he can.

He can take or leave their small dogs but he thinks they’re schmucks.

What they consider fun is a mystery to him.

Even the 3 sneaky dogs they have are acceptable as long as they keep their distance.

Why they had to bring a monster into the mix is a mystery that can never be explained.

Ray was absolutely terrorized by this bitch (and I don’t mean it in the female dog sense either)

She simply wouldn’t leave him alone. She stalked him wherever he went.

Ray sought a bit of solitude on his bed but that wasn’t good enough for her.

She snapped at him and it took me a good half hour to find him after that.

She even taunted him by sucking up to his cousin Stephanie.

And to make matters worse she was all over his beloved Terry who, incidentally, is the only person in the house who doesn’t refer to him as “not all there”.

You know who you are, Stephanie.

I don’t know when we’ll be able to go up there again. I know it won’t be until someone throws her out of the country.

All the way home in the car he was mumbling “where’s trump when we need him?”