Happy Fanksgivin from Campo Blanco where the weather is in transition, and you all know how I feel about that!
Above show me wif the weather bleus but also just wee bit attitude / hard of hearin / passive aggressive I am just me bein me... when asked / commanded to sit for pitcher.
And here I am in one of my favoritest places Inside at Campo Blanco... and that is by the Mom's chair in the kitchen! I am joined, wif a respectful chair's distance, by the Porter... She is the Bleu's girlfriend. And a gorgeous one at that!
The Bleu say... "Back off the Luke. She is mine. All mine."
Of course, the Bleu say that in the den on a counta he is a-feared of the kitchen! By contrast and also so very not a-feared of the kitchen... is the Buddy!
Buddy got the very expressive eyes and he is very adept at cuttin them for personal gain connection. Many times they express... "Did I mention that I have a bullet in me?" [And in very sad fact, he does.]
And while we're disccusin stories, the Da Kota-Bear say he got one too... but he ain't tellin, and neither am I. FYI... Maybe not so much in pitchers, but in person... me and the Kota can slip up on you and confuse bout who's who. We have the very similar sweet face and mannerisms...
It is Fanksgivin Day... And we are all so very fankful. I mean, we are in this peaceful place... surrounded by love and by "family". I am happy, and so is the Bleu!
And just as the weather is in transition, so are we... as we await the arrival of Cousin Becca and Second Cousin Atlas [of the Extended Herd fame]! We are actually goin to celebrate the food portion of this holiday tomorrow when we are all together in a tradtional time frame. Just sayin.
Did you say "nap"? Here are me and the Bleu "takin" ours!
Is this the appropriate time to tell you that accordin to my inner anemometer... the winds have shifted and are now comin from the Due Norf.
The wind is just little bit howlin and the windows are low enough for me to see the leaves blowin. I wouldn't say I'm unhappy... just, let's say, observant.
Rationally, I am askin myself... "Why be nervous over loud winds?"
Transtion complete. Cousin Becca and Second Cousin Atlas checked into the Inn! And I'm checkin on THE MOM AND THE GAME TIME.
What game you ask??? THE GAME, OF COURSE!!! Texas A&M at The University of Texas.
Our the Mom has undergraduate connections wif boaf of these fine schools and graduate wif the A&M.
The Mom passionately love boaf schools... but this year, we root for the Maroon And White!!!
And yes, that means... "Saw Varsity's horns offfffff...."!
Early game was a paw-biter but not for all... Clearly, Porter and Dylan are not concerned!
They clearly did not carry the burden of the bandana... like I did!!!
Big rivalries, in my opinion, mean big naps! Just sayin.
Big Game has other distractions... And I share this one wif the Dylan!
The Bleu in his Aggie bandana...
Me, in the mine...!
Secretly we have watched this game... and now we are released! I should probably upload more photos [on a counta there are tons] but for now, here is the Buddy wif Our Aunt Madison who we love, Love, LOVE!!!
Happy Day of Fanks!
Fanks for Family!
Fanks for Friends!
Fanks for Ever Single Fing!
Just sayin.
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