Early in the morning on Thanksgiving day m. and d. woke me up. After packing the car with a bunch of useless things (wine? it means nothing to me) and a few useful (turkey…of course) we began our trip over the mountains.
I started the trip my nestling down for a good rest:
But then d. started eating…
And then I thought we should sing some Christmas carols, even though this was Thanksgiving.
After that, I fell asleep again. I slept peacefully until m. decided to wake me…
It turns out she had a good reason to wake me (good thing for her). We were almost there; Yakima was just around the corner!
and a kitchen, with foods (which i actually should have mentioned first):
I had a great time frolicking in the snow, eating every morsel I could get, getting tons of pets, and playing hard to get with Sparky. I really didn’t want to leave. At least I’ll always have the memories!
g. midge did this impression of me: