Hey there, I’m Jamie. I’m playing my favorite game at my favorite place — Frisbee at Lake Tahoe. I know my tongue is turning blue from the cold. It’s February. Lets play! Refresh. Relax. ReTahoe. Hallo. I’m Romi. One of Jamie’s best mates. I can’t find the other one right now. She’s not up here either. Bandit, you know I’m the smart one. I need to keep you and Jamie together, and herd the wild horses, and the marmots, and the Jack rabbits, and . . . Romi’ll never find me here. Where did she go, George? Now, I’ve got you two. Stay together. Jamie, where’d Bandit go? Romi, Bandit’s in Heaven. We’ll be there soon, too. They were good buds. It’s kinda boring here without them. Look what mom and dad brought home! I think I’ll name her ‘Lucy’. A few more treats, please. Lucy, it’s tradition. You got to wear the Christmas t-shirt. Roscoe’s said “Give me a gift or I’ll pee on your tree.” He peed on the tree. As if a tree is s’posed to be indoors anyway. Makes no sense. That’s Roscoe. Our mom and dad’s son’s puppy. Hey, Lucy. You’re a good pup. Glad we could make this trip together. What are you talking about, Jamie? Aren’t we going to be together forever? There’s so much to do. Look what I found in the yard! We miss you, Jamie. It’s not the same without you here.
My new bud, Ziggy, and I have been napping this morning. Mom’s at the computer. I think she’s kind of sad. Something about Whoopi, and “The View” and Joe Biden and John McCain. I bet they have dogs, too.