Mean Ole Uncle Bill

Chris, family, et all are packed in an RV right now.  1,400 miles on just this trip alone. As of the last update, they're still headed away from home.  Three kids with homework, roadside burger joints, late night bleary-eyed driving, fiercely crowded schedules, working diligently to balance income and expenses, tension, nerves, hopes, regrets.

One thing is certain: every one of them will be glad to get back to the creature comforts of home, to the familiar, to the things they love and have missed terribly.

At what point upon their arrival should I mention that I "may" have ran over Oreo, the family cat and that she went on to where ever cats go when you squash all nine lives out of them at once? 

Not even kidding...