


The boys got drunk while the girls got silly. Well actually, everyone got drunk except me. And everyone got silly.




When we got to the cabin we had a "who has the best pj's?" contest.





Who won? Everyone. When we woke up we found this guy in bed with us...

His name is Puddle. No, Storm. No, Smokey. Answer: all of the above.

The black kitty we named Brimley because we thought he looked like Wilford Brimley. This was the view from our pillow:

Surprises, little.

Good meow meow!
