But since she’ll never be on the boat, that’s not an issue! 
Considering how much she hates riding in the car, I can just imagine how she’d react to the rather loud diesel engine, the strange smells, and the lack of potty stops on demand. She can stay with her cousin Trevor when we go out.
Just call it Used Meat - less to type!
In Linthicum? That’s where one of my sisters lives. I know nothing about the restaurants there, tho.
Mowage of the front and back yards is done. I’ll attack the side strip later. FCD just got back from the marina and he stopped for gas for the mower, so yay! Time for a little chillage now.