Ants in the Pants

I have ants in my pants.  I'm sitting in the airport waiting to fly home.  Back to my little furry family who I've been away from for the past week.  I've been in Las Vegas seeing the sights and sounds.  And yes, I could probably tell a few "Animal Adventures" that I witnessed in the Sin City.  Right now, I wait, and tap my foot, looking forward to the doggy kisses and horsey hugs that will greet me upon my arrival.