Heron Lake Plateau I name this boat Roast Beef. May God bless her and all who sail in her.

Good.  Enjoy the trip, though.  We'll try not to have anything too crazy happen while you're gone, but no promises.  A slight grin at that.  The pups were good at getting into trouble on their own.  Then there were these crazy adults that also seemed to end up in whatever pile of mischief could be found nearby.  Certainly they should have a quite boring time in comparison...  Right?  Ah, who the hell knew.

Quixote, on the other hand, wasn't too bothered by the rain, he'd continue the patrol.  The time he'd spent neglecting his duties when Raven was injured still made him feel guilty at times.  He was able, so he'd continue, even if the world tried to drown him.