Squeaker and I are off in far can-tuk for a wedding. No pancakes this morning, but we did have a continental breakfast. A breakfast she decided that the table ad looked like a hat. So, as the saying goes, she put it on.
This blog is authored by Squeaker's loving parents who are never far from her side, unless the fish are biting, or it is a nice day for a bike ride, or good weather for hiking...
