See Spot, see Spot make spots

So NYC was fun. I got my much desired fish and chips from A Salt and Battery and declined to get the fried Mars bar this time. I just didn't have it in me after all the fried goodness. We went to a new place for brunch, the restaurant's name... Good. Was it? Eh, the vanilla pancakes weren't very vanilla and they weren't even as good as bisquick pancakes. Patsy's, however, was as good as always. I also tried a slice of Ray's (not Famous Original Rays) to compare the two. I think I like the less boastful Ray's. But they are both better than any pizza you can get in Natick. I got outta there late, but it only took about 3 hours to get home. Xanja had a bone, which she decided to break into little pieces and eat. This led to an upset stomach which led to coming home to find spots on the carpet. Can't blame her, I'd do the same thing too if I couldn't make it to a toilet. Oh well, maybe I'll rent a steam cleaner at some point to unxanja my carpet. Xanja says hi and recommends closing your nose if you come over anytime soon.