My gang are on the way. Their pilot friend is flying them in. They will let you know the details Groucho, so you can pick them up at the airport.

They thought they'd better git while the gittin is sood as we say. Frankie had his first ever time out yesterday for chewing holes in two 17 pound bags of their kitty kibble. I know it was him because I had shooed him away from them several times. Then Chip distracted me and voila!!!

We are to have severe storms here tomorrow anyway and I don't want them traveling during storms.