It’s time. Time to move to the mountains. I have been packing in blanket bags ever since I figured out that I could stuff a lot more in them. Although I have gotten better. I use to pack three of these.
I am wondering if this little guy is going to miss us? His favorite pastime is to run up and down the wall staring in the window all day. He should be relieved to see Tom leave since he fusses at him for digging holes in the flower beds. Now he can dig to his hearts delight.
I by the way will report from the road if I find something newsworthy.