Friday morning after getting our rental car, we drove to Milford. When we arrived Grant and Gail were there to greet us. We went to dinner (Clay and I had lobster, yummy!). Richard Stanco met us in the morning and we went together to Mystic. It was a very nice show, but I think Clay had the best time. He's found a boat that he wants to build when we get back to Naples and not only were there several boats there but the designer was the guest of honor. Clay spent time with different builders getting ideas and got to spend some time with the designer. The Caledonia Yawl is in Clay's future plans. We walked, walked, talked and walked the entire day. We had purchased tickets to attend a seaside barbeque with the designer as the guest speaker. It was getting close to dinner time, so I suggested I take some of our things to the car so we didn't have to carry them. Good idea Lori - so off I trudged to the parking lot. I walked to where I thought we parked...., uh oh... no car. When we arrived the lot had just filled and the attendant told us to park next to the curb. My first thought was that it was towed. I asked the attendant (who just came on duty) and he didn't know, but called on his radio to security. They said no cars had been towed today. He suggested I look in the other parking lots, maybe I didn't remember where we had parked. As I was headed out, I thought to myself, this is definately where we parked. I called Clay on the cellphone and told him I lost the car. He and Richard came out and we went through the whole thing again with the parking attendant. Clay and Richard both felt that the car was left in the same spot I thought. After deliberations with the attendant and security, it was decided that the car must have been stolen! The police were called. The first thing he asked was did we check the other lots - this happens a half dozen times a year. He asked one of us to go with him to look for the car, Richard hopped in the back of the cruiser, thanking the officer for being so thorough, but he was sure that we knew where we parked. After not finding anything in the other lots, the cruiser came back to our lot and proceeded going up and down the aisles. He pointed to a car and asked Richard, doesn't that look like your car? Oh my, how embarassing!!! The car was two aisles from where we were standing! Talk about total humilation. I felt better knowing that Clay and Rich also joined me in the embarassment. The officer was very kind and didn't rub it in. So we went to the dinner with our faces a little red.

Sunday morning we went to breakfast with Grant & Gail. Before we left I through the linens in the wash. When we got back in the house I heard a hissing noise - it was a leaking pipe. Looking on the bright side, at least we found it while we were there. So the plumbers (Clay & Grant) got out the tools and had it fixed in jiffy. Then Clay was going under the house to turn the water on and the door to the basement broke. A trip to Home Depot for some screws and it's in working order again. Now this delayed our trip back to the boat. It's a six hour trip, it was 6:30 p.m. before we got on the road. Clay drove while I slept (two hour nap). About 10:30 we stopped for fuel. While Clay did that, I decided to clean out the kitty litter. I didn't notice until it was too late, that PT was in the back window. As I was bending over he jumped on my back and out of the car. As he hit the pavement a semi truck flew by and hit his air brakes... PT took off like a jack rabbit. I chased him along a fence going down the highway. The traffic noise was really bad and he was really scared. He disappeared in the darkness. We walked up and down but could not find any sign of him. We finally got a room for the night and came back at 5:30 a.m. shaking food and calling him. Unfortunately we could not find him. It was really had to leave without him. Poor Bailey doesn't know what to do, he keeps looking for him. We hope that someone will find him and take good care of him. He was a very special little guy.