So just had a serious conversation with my hound Hemi. I explained to her in no uncertain terms I was going to trade her in for a goldfish. She has been glued to my side and under my feet all night. She always gets this way before I go on a trip. Not quite sure how she found out about The Mopar Max show in Iowa but she busted me. Dang dog. Not sure what I am going to name the goldfish tho! And no I have not been sipping any whiskey honest.