So for X-mas my grandparents gave Mom and Dad a weekend away from the hustle and bustle, a romantic break if you will which I got the distinct feeling I would not be part of the equation. This didn’t sit well, so I have been doing everything in my power to crash this party for two and be the ever-present third wheel only I can be. Of course it worked, I am very persistent …
The original plan, based on what I could glean hacking into Dad’s email, was for those two to skip town leaving me with who knows, on the street, under the watchful eyes of an old owl or a gang of rabid bunnies!! Not if I have anything to say about it. They put me down quickly though with my liquid white heroin while they munched away on Spanish tapas.
That night I was left to wander my new surroundings in our home away from home …
It was all very new and quite confusing …
Next day we headed out early with my older, and only friend really, Trip from Houston.
Swim class, my first such class, and while I look calm here it didn’t go so well on my end.
Teacher was freaking me out but the parents are insisting we come back next Saturday. We’ll see if my eyes produce water again next week. In any event, I enjoyed my time much more with Mom back at the hotel.
Pops ended the day in style while I opted for a nap over a glass of vino blanco …
All in all, successful, restful weekend for all and we can’t thank Papa Ralph and Mama Rita enough! See ya’ll soon, 6 more months! Mike
Michael Frerichs 