Two Years and More Camp U.S.A.

The bad news.  This is again, mostly about Janet and Phil's stomachs.  All we doggies did was hang out and chill.

Janet just  remembered that today marks two years of her sharing our riveting lives with all of you.  Thanks for reading about us - it makes us really happy!

See how pretty the sunset was?

Saturday, everyone headed out for lunch.  We chumps said a very blurry goodbye.

They went to a new brew pub at the new windsurf launch sight.  It was called Pfraim.  It was delicious!  Janet had mussels and frites and Phil had Bratwurst with warm Belgian Salad.  Today, Phil sashayed home with some bratwurst from The Whole Beast and told Janet if she really, really loved him, she would make some warm Belgian Potato Salad.  Janet did her best to comply, but has only two middle fingers, so we aren't sure if he got the message.

If Kim Kardashian can do selfies, why can't we?  Kim says the most important component of selfies is to hold the camera above eye level.  How is it Janet knows this s**t?

The next day, Janet spent a couple of hours cleaning out the flower bed.  It was getting dark, so she had to quit.

On Monday, they went to their favourite Mexican restaurant in Hood River.  It's way more fun in the summer on an outside table in the hot sun.  Food, however, was still delicious.

It's a little desolate in the winter.  See the back left hand corner - that's where we hang with our people while they eat great Mexican food and swill back Margaritas and Coronas.

On our last day in PDX, we stayed at home, as usual.  Phil and Janet ran some last minute errands and had delicious lunch at Podnahs, a great BBQ place.  Phil had two rack of ribs and Janet had the Tex Cobb Salad with Brisket and house made blue cheese dressing.

Turns out the reason we went to Camp U.S.A. was to bring Pash back to Camp Canada because Mike and Bronwyn were going on vacation.

Pash was pretty excited about her big adventure and her very first hotel visit.  We stayed overnight in Port Angeles so we could take the first ferry home on Wednesday.  Upon reading the fine print at check in, Janet discovered only two doggies are permitted in each room.  Janet, the Rebel thought WTF; we have no other option now, so we skulked in under the cover of darkness.  We were all good and quiet doggies, so no one else knew.