We finally got home and had a restful night in our own bed. There is really something to be said for this. The cats are all wigged out and have been fighting all night. As a matter of fact Methow was kicking the crap out of Bend when he ran across my face and gave me a nice scratch. Awe - the joys of cat ownership (although I'm sure they would say that they are not owned!).
While in Nashville we went to the Grand Ole Opry (which was a very fun experience). We saw a 4'11" guy named Jimmy Dickens (who told jokes and sang some pretty old country).
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