Hello. It’s me!!

See the fire? We need it. It’s been chilly here in the Valley of the Sun. Highs around 60. Generally cloudy. Nearly an inch of rain on Friday. What is this, the Pacific Northwest?

Still, I find sun where I can.

And in case you are wondering, I’ve lost 0.2 pounds since arriving in the Valley of the Sun. Lots of exercise. For instance, earlier today I met a Golden Retriever named Sarah. Lovely lady, if I may be so bold. We walked and walked and walked. Then she used her superior bodily proportions to outrun me to her home.

How about my brother Ruger, by the way, becoming an International Champion!!

No championship here, for me or for my beloved Green Bay Packers.

Then again, I’ve got to be on the lookout for that dreaded Chupacabra. Look at Grandpa and what might well be a dreaded Chupacabra.

Let’s just say I’ll be keeping eye out for ‘ole number fifteen.

When the game doesn’t go your way, you drown your sorrows in chocolate cake.

Wait … I can’t eat chocolate. Maybe I could drown my sorrows in wine.

Nah, can’t do that either (though Mom and Dad did – the called a it “wine club” – I call it an excuse to enjoy company).

I felt kinda dirty after thinking about burying the emotional pain of a football loss in food and/or wine.

Eventually, I just charted my own path … looking to nourish myself with an ample supply of rabbit waste.

There’s a lot of interesting foods to consumer here in the desert … palm tree nuts, rabbit guano, and rawhide chewies. The best stuff can be found outside while walking and waiting to go to the bathroom. I’ve milked countless 45 minute walks out of Dad while feigning urgent bathroom needs … allowing me to keep the weight off while eating whatever waste products I can find.

Are my thoughts wandering today? Absolutely. Why? I’ll let you know in a week or so … Mom and Dad have big news to share, news that will become official soon.