Computer programming was fun and paid well; alas, it is a young man's game, and the heart attack I had in 2008 has forced me to back up. You'd think that teaching teenage miscreants would not be a step back but a step up, but truth be told, teaching is the best gig there is. I teach everybody's favorite subject, of course: math!

Everyone in my new town (population less than 500) knows who I am and what I did in moving my crew. For some reason no one has yet told me that I am crazy or a lunatic or anything like that. I moved here without having any idea where I would be staying or living. I knew that was a very chancy move (where do you find lodging for a crew the size of mine on such short notice?), but things worked out. I believe in miracles, and a lot of good luck and hard luck stories. If I was famous my story would be a good one to tell, but then again, who wants to know really how I pulled it off -- transporting that many dogs and cats in one move across two states? I did have the assistance of a good friend, Cliff, without whom I could not have pulled it off.