We got to Albuquerque yesterday. There was a really big, noisy storm when we were on our way to Gallup, New Mexico, and the awning outside the door started making a really big and scary noise when we were on the road. Mom got out and fixed it while I shivered at Judy’s feet. I told them both that I didn’t want to travel any more that day, so we didn’t. We got some blowing snow on us when I got out to pee that evening, but it was warm inside the big bus.
I’m looking forward to seeing Kristyn Harris while I’m here, and I’ve been told that I’ll get to stay at her house and bark at her horses next week.
It’s a beautiful, crisp, clear day in Albuquerque, and I convinced Mom to throw the flying squirrel for me for awhile this morning. Life is good; cats are boring.