Thanksgiving Walk

Greetings to all!  It's me - Maggie!  We hope your Thanksgiving was as splendid as ours!

We started the day yesterday with a nice, long walk, just like always:

"The cold front is coming!  I can smell it!!!"
"And it's windy and wet!  Ear flaps DOWN!"

Did we mention it was pouring down rain? And tons of wind? You can see our ear flaps are down in that photo above! Mom and Dad knew it was only going to get worse through the day, then was expected to turn to ice, so we thought we'd just suit up and go! There are only two things that keep us from walking - lightning and ice. We didn't have either one, so we were good to go.

Cam and I are built for cold weather, of course, but other family members not so much. As much as it pains us to show you Mom's fashion statement ...

"Is this payback for making you wear aprons yesterday?"

Maybe.  Oh.  Anyway ... she said when you really love someone, you take care of them - and walking is really important to us! Aww... thanks, Mom! Anyway - back to the walk!

We had a great time! When we got down to this part...

"Ooh!  Gushing water!"
"Cool!  What a great walk!"

... the rain let up a bit. There was a lot of water alongside the road, and Cammie liked walking in it! Before too long, she made a cool discovery:

"Hmm.  A gourd?  A squash?  Something!  We should take it home and make a pie out of it, Mom!"

Mom said it was a special kind of squash called A Plastic Squash and it wasn't really good for pie-making. It was a good find, though!

Speaking of finds, we spotted a bunny under some trees!

"Hello, little bunny!  Come to Cammie!"
"He looks scared, Cam.  Frozen stiff!"

We invited him to come home with us, but he opted to stay put. He must have had other plans for Thanksgiving!  Mom said something about him being stoned.  Or made of stone.  Or something associated with stones.  Whatever.

When we got home, Mom got all showered up and started the Thanksgiving cooking stuff. She said she was still cold from the walk, so in keeping with what she said earlier about when you really love someone, you take care of them, I did this:

"How's this, Mom?"
"Perfect, Mags.  Just perfect."

Hey, it's the least I could do, right?

The ice storm has indeed hit, but so far we have been most fortunate and have not lost power. Our good thoughts and prayers go out to everyone else caught in this storm - stay safe, everyone!

Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher