I, Pashy, Second Class Dog

Yay!  They came back!  We were super happy to see them.  The last couple of days of their trip were really wet and rainy, so Janet said it made it easier to leave.  One would have thought the thrill of seeing their canine offspring alone would have done the trick, but apparently not.

Because of the rain, they had precious little to do but turn on FinleyTV and watch Mr. Baby.
He and his Grandpa wore matching "Wife Beater" T shirts.  Janet  hates that Wife Beater, and not unlike his Speedo, Phil refuses to part with them.  Fortunately, the Speedo never materielized on the trip.

Mr. Baby likes to crinkle up his nose now for a tough dude look.  Finley can crawl like crazy now and started pulling himself up into a stand.

On my way to put my greasy little fingers all over YoYo's camera.

Super yummy bag, YoYo, nicely slicked with drool!

You can't see the babies, but underneath this Birdie Mama were some teeny babies.  Birdie Daddy was keeping a close watch.  They were under the awning outside a restaurant.

Meg is thinking of dumping her career as a doctor and becoming a jewelry designer.  She turned Mr. Baby's crinkle tag into a necklace.

On the last day in PDX, Bronwyn took Janet to Fabric Depot....which is about the size of a smallish WalMart.  Wow!  This could be the beginning of the end for Janet.  Now all she wants to do is sew!

Janet is now "down" with the quilting lingo.  She bought two Charm Packs and some coordinating fabric for the binding and the backing.  She also bought some fabric to make another baby size quilt on Maui, but this one comes first as it requires much less cutting.  She now wants to dump the table runner and start on this, but common sense overruled!

Look at all these cute little end pieces and "Fat Quarters" (more fabric lingo!) to make taggies with!

I, Pashy returned to Camp Canada.  Mike and Bronwyn are working really long days, so everyone thought it was best if I return.  They will pick me up in the Spring.  Janet told Bronwyn she wasn't sure if I would want to come back as I was actually on my home turf.  I showed her a thing or two and body slammed those two idiots out of my way so I could be first in the car!

Look what we saw on the way home....elk!

We stayed in a hotel again!  I had to be a stowaway, making me the second class dog.  Janet said not to worry.  She said when all our kids were little and they went on vacation, at least a couple of kids had to be stowaways because they were poor (we are rich now?!?) and couldn't afford two hotel rooms.  Remove the bedspread, fold it up in the closet and BAM....a mini room for a small person.  These days, Janet won't touch the hotel bedspread with a ten foot pole.

That's me, Pashyminders, the epitome of relaxation while the other two go nuts because they are going crazy!  Maybe deaf as well....when Phil was packing up the car in PDX, Rockers slept on the PDX sectional and never moved a muscle.  Normally, he is guarding the luggage like crazy!