That Drew Carey fella was right. Cleveland DOES rock. (Well, if by "Cleveland" you mean "Westlake, OH" and if by "rock" you mean "gently rolls from strip mall to chain restaurant.")
After six hours and 400 miles, we stopped for the night in Ohio. Charlie stretched her legs with a little dancing while Mindy and I ate our Applebee's takeout dinner. Meanwhile, Zelly ran off into a corner to rest up for another day of one million-and-one meows.
And so endeth our first day.
Stay tuned tomorrow for another installment of Where's Cha-Cha.
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