I found a ..um.. well ripened head of cabbage hiding in the back of the fridge. Good for Pig, since she loves her some cabbage.
|Your table manners leave a little to be desired, Pig.|
|Wow. So much for ladylike bites, huh?|
|Pig, you eat like an animal.|
|"I've seen you eat cupcakes, lady..don't judge"|
|"Seriously. Enough with the @#$%ing camera"|
I know that's enough reason for me to bite.
I keep telling myself the weather has cooled down...the humidity has broken...
Two out of three birds disagree.
|Wings lifted away from his body, panting heavily. Poor thing!|
|There is fresh water in the bowl..WAS fresh water. Hope the other birds don't mind a little dove butt.|
I think we found our camping spot..Ohio, here we come.
Now to decide exactly what days.
Michael and I do nothing *on a whim*. We prefer planning.
We can roll with change if we need to, but spontaneous is only comfortable with little things...a hike, a drive, etc.
I still haven't purchased a new air mattress..kind of a biggie for us while camping!