On my way to Four Seasons, the boss gives me an opportunity to look for Speed Lightening. Pulling into the parking lot at Snow King, I speak with a gentleman, ask him if he would keep an eye out for MR. I’ll be here three weeks, and we are on the mountain often, of course, he tells me. I get his name. He looks up the mountain, tells me he’s waiting for someone to drive down shortly. The inquisitive sort, I ask questions. He’s the engineer who oversaw the development (a multi-year project) of the new Rolls Royce. And it is breathtakingly gorgeous.
I message Converse, “Dammit Converse, get down the mountain so I can see your ride!!!”.
I told her I stopped by Snow King on my way to Four Seasons, looking for Maggie. She has exquisite taste, just like her mom, so maybe she will try to hitch a ride.
Converse wasn’t in any hurry to get down the mountain.
The dogs pictured joined me on Snow King, but where’s Maggie?
The golden whines and moans when I ask if he’s seen Maggie. One of us may have a mental issue. He followed me to my car. He wants in my car. He just wants me for my treats. (His owner said the pup has a mental issue. I find him perfectly normal.)
50ml of Fireball won’t last long, at this rate.
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