Right after breakfast P asked me to get the cat carrier off of the top shelf of the storage shelf in the hall. Wha? P thought it would be fun to send BB on a flight, but Under the plane instead of with us. (We do a Lot of fake flying here at Chez Schulton) He merrily shoved Baby Brother in and then teased him relentlessly. It only took a moment or two until he decided BB seemed to have it pretty good in there and climbed in himself. He wanted me to carry the two, caged, and check them with the luggage. They were then pulled around (aka, rode on the conveyor belt) and loaded on the plane. I then began washing breakfast dishes, assuming there would be a yelp for quick release. All of the dishes later, P was still crouched in the cat carrier chatting (through me) with BB.
P.S. If you've noticed some new hairstyles for P in the pics its because he wants to grow his hair out, long. I've mentioned he could see better with a little trim, but he's not interested, he wants it Long :) Ahhh, so there is still a little hope for a hippie here:)
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