By Jamie Baker
It does feel good to be back at my desk here in The Courier’s sports department at 700 West Sandusky Street.
Here’s the ending to the dog saga.
We turned the dog, who I named Dodger, into the Laurel County/London Animal Shelter early Monday morning.
Man, it was tough to sign those papers that said I gave up all claim to the dog. Jeanine was crying her eyes out and I’ll admit I got a little misty on the way home. It was all quiet in the car for about 100 miles.
I guess I do have a soft spot in that hard heart of mine. I hope that dog finds a good home, it deserves it.
We went and saw a lot of cool places on the honeymoon like the Louisville Slugger bat factory and the International Motorsports Museum at Talladega. Caught a couple of sharks on the beach at Cape San Blas and also caught a glimpse of a bobcat as it was scurrying into the woods.
Even saw a broken down, rusty old El Camino along I-75 that made me laugh. There it was on the side of the road with two flat rear tires and a whole bed full of watermelons stacked up in the back of the bed sitting in the 95-degree south Georgia sun.
That made up for having to dodge drivers cruising along in the far left lane going precisely the speed limit oblivious to everyone else on the road.
The best place we went though was a visit to the site of the largest Civil War prison camp at Andersonville, Ga.
More on that tomorrow, I promise it will be my last vacation post and then it’s back to sports.