Today Miss Keetha put us in her purse and took us on an adventure to Old Mexico - - - sort of.
It was called La Charreada.
When we came in the door, I peeked over the top of the purse and saw people smiling and calling out greetings to our Miss Keetha, only they didn't call her that. They kept saying "Hola, Panchita!!!" She smiled and greeted them back, so I guess there's a whole nother side to her that we don't know!!
At first he looked at us like we were plain old salt and peppers or something - - - but it didn't take him long to realize we were alive and kicking.
He left us a basket of chips and a bowl of salsa.
Borris was a little more discreet. Oh, but don't be misled! I saw he had lots of salt on his whiskers and salsa dripping off his chin. I wasn't fooled - - - he was as big a pig as I was, just a little more polite.
He kept telling "Panchita" that he was going to miss her when she moves away.
Now, for the BIGGEST SURPRISE of all!!! We were at LaCharreada to meet and greet Miss Kristin, The Goat!!!! She was passing through our little old town on her way from Jacksonville, Florida to Michigan.
We met her last year at this time, and we just adore her.
Miss Kristin, you ROCK. We are sooooooo glad Miss Keetha took us out to have lunch with you.
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5 comments:
You look like you had fun and got some yummy chips and salsa also!!
I look a bit road weary, but it sure was fun to have lunch with Panchita and the Bears. Juan Carlos was one of the sweetest people I've ever met!
What a JOY to have been able to stop once again on my way to Michigan. Thanks B&B for having lunch with us :)
Kristin - The Goat
Bearly wait....cute.
Well, all I can say is "Lucky you". Old Mexico for lunch, and Kristin, and Panchita!
Brunhilda looks very pleased with herself, sitting in the chip basket. I suppose you are preparing for hibernation. Good plan, bears!
What a fun outing!
Dear Brunhilda.
Dion here. I am very jealous that you and Borris get to visit all these places with your Miss Keetha. I try and go into restaurants, but they kick me out. Where do you find such nice friendly waiters that don't say, "Scoot! Scoot! Get OUT OF HERE," to you?
I hope in your new state that you will find more nice waiters who will let you kiss them, something I'm pretty good at, and also give you chips and salsa to eat, something else I'm pretty good at. Eating I mean.
Don't let Panchita pack you in a big box unless there are air holes. And food.
Love, Dion diPoochy
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