Pink It Up!

Greetings to all!  It's me, Mags.  This morning, we drove downtown again, to do our walk up to the zoo!  It was so awesome!  Here's a shot of us up at the top:

"How cool is this, Ragnar?!?"
"I love it, Mags!  This place smells SO GOOD!"

On the way back down (the zoo sits at the top of an upslope), we kept seeing these signs:

"Huh.  'Pink Up The Pace'."
"I'm going as fast as Mom will let me--wait.  What?!?"

That's right - "pink", not "pick"!  Apparently there was a run/walk about to take place - and that's why Mom and Dad wanted us to do a downtown walk this morning!  We were there to support the runners and walkers and the great cause -- breast cancer research!

We decided to pose by one of the signs:

Me and Ragnar!

The race didn't start until 8:00, so we were pretty much done with our walk by the time it started.   Before too long, we saw the first of the runners!  We stared and sent mind-meld messages:

"Hey!  Way to go!"
"You got this, buddy!"

"When bipeds race, Ragnar, they don't have to pull sleds."
"Wow.  Really?"

As the big sister, it's my duty to fill Raggi in on stuff like this.

"Yeah, strange but true.  Still, they have fun, get exercise, and raise money for a worthy cause."
"Then it's totally worthwhile ... but a little strange!"

We went around greeting people for a while, then ran into a friend of Dad's.  He's the mayor of our town and was volunteering at the race, handing out beer and pizza.  Sadly, we got neither.  We posed for a photo with him anyway:

Left to right:  our dad, me, Wynn, and Ragnar

Mom had treats, but Ragnar and I were busy doing one of our favorite things -- staring at people!

We sure had fun at Pink Up The Pace!  Thanks for coming along!

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher