“Will you be taking the Jeep today, sir?  I have anticipated your desire to take Master Rusty fishing, and have loaded your gear. Shall I bring you your luncheon Creekside or shall I prepare the noon meal in the main dining room??”  Ever get the feeling that there is a hidden staff at Lost Forest?  They never seem to have to do any actual chores… they just eat, sleep, fish, talk, ride, explore… but never do we see them cooking, cleaning, mucking, roofing…

Well, we can certainly see that we are in the 21^st century now…  I am pretty sure Mark has never before instructed his adopted son to “buckle-up…”

OK, I can take the first part of this scene literally, but I am sure we have stumbled upon Mark talking dirty to Cherry in the last part…

“Target Practice?”  with the “Long Bow?”  Oh goodness… the mind boggles…  I am glad that Cherry is all in on the coming activities, and now she has a few hours to prepare the “target…”

I will not eat them in a bar.  I do not like green geese and ham, I do not like them, Mark I am…  What’s up with the geese?  Too much green ink left over from the African Odyssey?  We will call it “Range Rover Green,” and it would seem that it’s made its way into the very core of these migrating fowl.

There is certainly comfort in old rituals… like Mark suggesting that he and Rusty go fishing, like reading an actual newspaper.  Getting ink on one’s fingers…  I bet Mark has a stack to go through, piled up and awaiting his return.  Does he see himself?  Testifying before congress?  Does he read the funnies?  The Sports page?  I mean really, what would even remotely interest this man of such limited dimension?

And yikes…  I could go a while without another close-up of Rusty…

Can’t you just hear it?  Lee Greenwood’s God Bless the USA??  As Mark continues to hold forth and opine on his latest adventure… And offer of words of gratitude… Andy has checked out and Cherry, Doc and Rusty would just wish he would stop already…  Kind of makes you wonder what they talk about when Mark is away… or whether they talk at all.  But of course Mark will keep on talking until he has sent everyone to bed, and Cherry is sound asleep where he won’t have to endure her advances…

Yup, living in the good ol’ US of A… Rent free and care free!

Now I really wish that Mark had followed Jacob Hickman to Sumatra!!  But here we are in the rutting season, and Mark has grown back his rack…  and only has eyes for Cherry.  How nice.

Well, get it on, you two, the clock is ticking before Mark will have to go off on another adventure…