Yogi went on a bit of an epic journey today through the foliage in the backyard. He was rather pleased with himself. The look I got when I was going back inside and he didn't want to though.
"What? You're not staying with me? I want you to stay with me!"
"Sorry buddy, my feet are blocks of ice. It's what I get for going out barefoot."
"But!!" *I close the door and never hear the end of the conversation.*
He's going to be happy in a few minutes though. Katt and I are taking him to the P.A.R.K - but not in his tux as tempting as it is. It would be great to see him running around being all posh and all. But, the tux is only for special occasions not for any occasion whatsoever.
So, I must cut this short as I must run off and find socks to put on my frozen blocks of ice. Hope they don't melt in the warmth!
the lands of my kingdom. Just making
sure that you're watching my awesomeness!
No, Aunty Anne. You SHALL NOT PASS!
(He'd make a great Gandalf don't you think?)