Wee Fergus, in his customary position, on his first long road trip. This one was somewhere in Louisiana…
*and I
Early tomorrow, someone I love very much will walk across the stage and collect her degree from a major university/football powerhouse. I just had to be there, so Fergus and I loaded up the Conestoga, stopped for a spell at my parents (who have magnanimously volunteered to take care of their grand-dog), and now I’m in the heartland for festivities.
Shortest blog ever.
I MISS MY BOY!
I don’t think he’s going to miss me all that much.
C C Cedras
K R Brorman
S A Young
7 Comments
May 11, 2017 at 3:50 pm
Norm! (In my head that sounded like the gang from “Cheers”) 😀
May 11, 2017 at 5:23 pm
Looks like the grandparents are going to do a grand job of spoiling the wee boy while you are away. Have a great trip. 🙂
May 12, 2017 at 7:10 am
Fergie is in good hands.
May 12, 2017 at 8:24 am
He sure is! 🤗
May 12, 2017 at 1:19 pm
This is awesome! 🙂
Enjoy your special person’s very special day – and don’t worry about Fergus. He’ll be fine, but he will miss you and be very happy to see you back again. 🙂
May 12, 2017 at 3:18 pm
It was a wonderful ceremony! 😍 Fergus reports would indicate we’ll have some work to do when we get home to unspoil the wee beastie!
May 13, 2017 at 5:02 am
I’m so glad to hear the ceremony was wonderful. 🙂
And what are ‘grandparents’ for – if not to spoil little Fergie? 🙂