No sooner did Lola Mila leave than Granny G'n'T arrived. How cool to be the baby baton in the grandmother relay race? I hope it never ends. Here is where I met Granny G'n'T for the first time.
Yesterday we woke up, the sun was shining, the cats were whining, Steve and Joanne -loverbird hosts of the wine oysters in the sky party- came over with their nuclear fallout hangovers so we had Daddy's world famous bacsilog to try and cure them. My Daddy has such healing hands and a big frying pan.
Yesterday we woke up, the sun was shining, the cats were whining, Steve and Joanne -loverbird hosts of the wine oysters in the sky party- came over with their nuclear fallout hangovers so we had Daddy's world famous bacsilog to try and cure them. My Daddy has such healing hands and a big frying pan. Afterwards everyone felt so fat they decided to take me out for a spin in ma wheels. We hit G-g-g-g-g-g-Granville Island and swung round to Vanier Park. Here's Mama and Granny G'n'T pushing me onwards at the end of False Creek. That's Burrard Bridge in the background.
As we walked we saw a crowd gathered round a tree. They didn't have Birkenstocks or beards, nor were they hugging anything, so we figured something must be up. Sure enough up in the tree was a pair of bald eagles just hanging about pruning and preening themselves; hustling their crowd of onlookers. Papa got quite a good photo of one of them.
... that was great, but Papa says we have lots of bald eagles around town, especially down by the trees near the beach. So after that we went home...
As we walked we saw a crowd gathered round a tree. They didn't have Birkenstocks or beards, nor were they hugging anything, so we figured something must be up. Sure enough up in the tree was a pair of bald eagles just hanging about pruning and preening themselves; hustling their crowd of onlookers. Papa got quite a good photo of one of them.... that was great, but Papa says we have lots of bald eagles around town, especially down by the trees near the beach. So after that we went home...
...and tucked into some real G and T!!! Well I didn't, obviously. But they, the oldies and the golden oldies, did. In fact they had so much Number 10 is more like number 5 now. 
Wow! You should have heard them snoring that load off. Except MamaSam and me, of course. Time for bed again so I must sign off....
...may your limes be juicy and your tonic water fizzy.
bye for now, Missy Maya D-T
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