No bugs here

The pest control guy was here this morning and gave our house a clean bill of health, bug-wise.

The inspector was a pleasant guy who was born in Noblesville, Ind. His dad was a truck driver and moved the family to Arkansas when his son was eight months old, so he has no memory of his life as a Hoosier. Even so, it was a nice connection.

And he calls the natives here “Arkies” just like I do.

In true Aussie fashion, Pete regarded the inspector with suspicion but kept his teeth to himself. For his part, the inspector opined that Aussies are his favorite breed of dog because they are so amazingly intelligent.

Mine too.