We have reservations at a campground next weekend, which is just staying in New York State's yard instead of ours. We had hoped to host Maria and MaryGail, but Maria's brand-new job had other plans for her.
Carat has been in a snit ever since she heard. Please, Carat, eat the hand-minced free-range organic chicken in mouse sauce that Annie prepared! Look! Omnomnomnom! They'll just be visiting another time ... OW! That wasn't necessary! I won't be treated ... OW!
Today the water tank was sanitized for your protection. Annie drank a nice big glass of the water, and after watching her for a few hours I feel comfortable letting her drink another glass.
We're living here in the Duck, for the most part. We still hit the house to spend time with the other herd, but our needs are cared for here. We were even listening to SuperGold out here tonight, until I realized that 80's music is now considered classic. It isn't. Don't even defend it; you are not hungry like the wolf.
I know what kinds of things I will take with me when we eventually leave here. Tell me what you would take.