By Laura Ambrose
Well, we’re, at the computer-controlled 72ºF and sunny Codger…
“Collie, please park the ‘Express,’ you’re blocking our Gentle Reader’s view of the great natural beauty of the rest of us!”
“Sorry.”
“Ooo—that’s bright!”
As I was saying—Codger Lodge, here on Cyber-Lake Superior, a fitting end to our little romp through cyber-space.
“We had a lot of fun in our travels, Laura.”
“Yes we did, Helen, and the boys will never know where we were!”
“Yes they will”
“Oh, hi Molly, Joe, I hope we’re not intruding. Whatever do you mean?”
“Oh—you were seen and photographed by our Gentle Readers.”
“Yesterday was my birthday! I turned two people-years-old (let’s see—that’s 14 doggie-years-old—woo-hoo! I’m a teenager!)”
“Thanks for sharing Daisy—and take Jay’s camper-hat off! That's a scary thought Molly.”
“Sure Laura, just as soon as you remove people-dog Med’s sombrero!”
“You are certainly sounding like a teen.”
“How long do you s’pose it’ll take for the boys to figure out we’re here?”
“We got a day or so, I think, Helen.”
“Ya think?”
Laura, Helen, Collie & Marie
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