Home again, home again, giggety jog! Miss Kitty was happy and so was the dog. Dog? Well it rhymed anyway.....The fish on the floor, jumped out of the water, so says my son, 'cause I don't have a daughter..... well, one of my own. So far so good....The leaves on the deck were knee deep and brown, they fell from the trees and covered the ground. Better stop while I'm ahead.....We be home now, vacations are always too short.