Here’s a fun fact for you. I was given 6-12 months to live, following the heart attack I suffered when I ran up the stairs because Dad had just toasted a Frosted Strawberry Pop Tart that possessed succulent browned crusts that I desired to sup upon.
That was 24 months ago!
Here I am, not exactly moving fast by any means, but most certainly still moving. By the way, I enjoyed Frosted Strawberry Pop Tart Crusts this very morning, thank you very much!
So life is good.
Last weekend, Mom and Dad took me across the Cascades. Mom spent a few days at a quilt camp, while Dad and I explored the region.
When I think of last Saturday, I think, “Man, it was a hot one. It was like we were seven inches from the midday sun.” So Dad tried to take me up to Blewett Pass, hoping that elevation might cool us down a bit. Nope. It was hot, windy, dusty, and no fun at all.
Dad thought some “higher education” might suit me better than “higher elevation”. So he drove me to 96 degree Ellensburg, home of Central Washington University.
Along the way, Dad stopped to check out a few of the scenic vistas along Highway 97.
In Ellensburg, he found me some lush, green, moist fescue – just what I needed to cool down and relax!
Whew – nothing like a little bit of moisture to cool down on a hot day!
On Sunday, a cold front blew through. Dad recommended a drive to the Yakima River Canyon, where we found a bridge over troubled waters.
As you can see, fun was had by all!
But honestly, pups, I wore out a bit. Dad just parked us on Monday, giving me a chance to sleep all day. Ah! Peaceful slumber. Exactly what I needed. Especially after spending an afternoon livin’ in a van down by the river!