In less than 80 days, the Army guy, me, the college boy, the rest of the boys, the wonder dog and the mythical cat will all board a plane and fly off to Germany.
It’s booked. We “get to” fly all night and most the next day and will arrive in time for diner on a whole new continent.
It’s exciting for all the parties involved. Except maybe the cat. The cat does not care.
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