Well, at least for a while.
On Thursday, Sam went with me to run some errands in town. I needed to pick up my medical report from my check up and fax it off to the Coast Guard. Stopped there first. It wasn’t ready, so come back later. We went over to the PetCo find a cool animal brush for the cats. It is one that took hair off, helping with shedding. My mom had one for the dogs, which we tried out on the cats. Sam loved it, so we had to have one. And cat food. The cats were running low. There was a brush on sale that we wanted, but only in pink. Not a fan of the pink brush. Thomas is enough of a wuss without using a pink brush on him. They had the exact same brush in another section, but it was blue, and twice as much. We took both brushes to the counter and managed to talk the store manager into giving us the blue one at the sale price. Got what we wanted and moving on. Back to the doctor’s office. Report still not ready. To the post office, but the line was long and full of elderly women. I refused to stand in that line, so we moved on. Back to the doctor’s office. Still not ready. To the grocery store and Papa Murphys to get a pizza. I grabbed wine and milk at the grocery store and Sam went over to get the pizza (had to do it this way, because I was the only one who brought an ID. I got into the pizza place and caught strange glances from Sam and both girls behind the counter when I walked in. One of the girls giggled. Confused, I asked if I had missed something. Apparently, some strange guy had walked in, approached Sam, and said that he saw her from across the parking lot and came in just to get her name. The girl from behind the counter simply told me that my girlfriend had just been hit on. I guess I can’t really be upset. When you date someone as cute as Sam, these things are bound to happen every now and again.
Back at grandma’s house, we spent the evening eating pizza and playing cribbage. Sam did some studying, but later came back in and played 3-person cribbage with us. I lost a lot tonight. Good thing we weren’t playing for money.
On Friday morning, Sam and I went to the Olympic Game Farm. It is one of those places where many of the animals are wandering around free, and you drive the car through. We got there early enough that we were the only ones in the park. You are free to feed bread to the animals while in the park. There were two main areas of the park that had the animals free to walk up to the car. The first part had llamas and yak. The llamas were the first aggressive animal we came across. They were unafraid to walk right up and stick heads in the car. They knew you had food and were ready to grab it. There was a little, black baby llama which we tried to feed but it was being blocked out by the adults, including mom. After the llamas and yaks, you come across the Kodiak bears. The bears are not free to wander up to the car. I can’t imagine why. The bear areas are fenced off with electric fences. You can toss the bread over the fence easily to feed the bears. They are pretty careful not to touch the fence with their paws. After the bears, there were smaller cages you drive around. These cages have tigers, lions, lynx, timberwolves, and other large cats. Finally, there is the area where you are told to keep the car moving. And for good reason. This area had the bison and the elk. The bison are big and will stand in front of the car. They slobber on the window and will stick their big green tongues out to get your bread. The elk chased after the car to get to the window. Sam managed to get a video of a bison eating from my hand. I tried to do the same, but screwed up with the camera. Thus, we did the tour again. We started with the bison and elk. This time, there was one younger bison that was feeling a little friskier in the late morning. He actually started charging toward the car, and we were afraid for a brief moment that he wasn’t going to stop. He hit the brakes in an attempt for food, then ran back to do it all over again. We sped up a bit to get out of the area. The elk were a bit more well behaved and were fed accordingly. They managed to get their heads right in the car while avoiding the antlers. Back at the llama/yak area, the llamas had moved and the yaks were ready to aggressively go after the tourists. Ever had a yak head in your lap? It was a first for me.
After the Game Farm, we went back to the house to do some more work. Sam went back to studying. I finished off my work project. Finally made it through all those CDs. I then spent the rest of the afternoon repacking the clothes. It was time to get the summer clothes out and get rid of the winter/Alaska clothes! We had dinner with some family friends; Buddy and Ginny. Ginny made some incredible homemade lasagna, along with these incredible toffee butter bars. I need the recipe. I am sure there is a stick of butter per bar, but, wow!
After dinner, we went back and started to pack up the car. It was time to hit the road again tomorrow. We packed up a couple of boxes to ship out to DC; full of jackets, sweaters, scarves, thick socks, etc. Good riddance. See you in December.
Up Next: On The Road Again. A Pit Stop in this Familiar Place Called Oregon.
Back at grandma’s house, we spent the evening eating pizza and playing cribbage. Sam did some studying, but later came back in and played 3-person cribbage with us. I lost a lot tonight. Good thing we weren’t playing for money.
On Friday morning, Sam and I went to the Olympic Game Farm. It is one of those places where many of the animals are wandering around free, and you drive the car through. We got there early enough that we were the only ones in the park. You are free to feed bread to the animals while in the park. There were two main areas of the park that had the animals free to walk up to the car. The first part had llamas and yak. The llamas were the first aggressive animal we came across. They were unafraid to walk right up and stick heads in the car. They knew you had food and were ready to grab it. There was a little, black baby llama which we tried to feed but it was being blocked out by the adults, including mom. After the llamas and yaks, you come across the Kodiak bears. The bears are not free to wander up to the car. I can’t imagine why. The bear areas are fenced off with electric fences. You can toss the bread over the fence easily to feed the bears. They are pretty careful not to touch the fence with their paws. After the bears, there were smaller cages you drive around. These cages have tigers, lions, lynx, timberwolves, and other large cats. Finally, there is the area where you are told to keep the car moving. And for good reason. This area had the bison and the elk. The bison are big and will stand in front of the car. They slobber on the window and will stick their big green tongues out to get your bread. The elk chased after the car to get to the window. Sam managed to get a video of a bison eating from my hand. I tried to do the same, but screwed up with the camera. Thus, we did the tour again. We started with the bison and elk. This time, there was one younger bison that was feeling a little friskier in the late morning. He actually started charging toward the car, and we were afraid for a brief moment that he wasn’t going to stop. He hit the brakes in an attempt for food, then ran back to do it all over again. We sped up a bit to get out of the area. The elk were a bit more well behaved and were fed accordingly. They managed to get their heads right in the car while avoiding the antlers. Back at the llama/yak area, the llamas had moved and the yaks were ready to aggressively go after the tourists. Ever had a yak head in your lap? It was a first for me.
After the Game Farm, we went back to the house to do some more work. Sam went back to studying. I finished off my work project. Finally made it through all those CDs. I then spent the rest of the afternoon repacking the clothes. It was time to get the summer clothes out and get rid of the winter/Alaska clothes! We had dinner with some family friends; Buddy and Ginny. Ginny made some incredible homemade lasagna, along with these incredible toffee butter bars. I need the recipe. I am sure there is a stick of butter per bar, but, wow!
After dinner, we went back and started to pack up the car. It was time to hit the road again tomorrow. We packed up a couple of boxes to ship out to DC; full of jackets, sweaters, scarves, thick socks, etc. Good riddance. See you in December.
Up Next: On The Road Again. A Pit Stop in this Familiar Place Called Oregon.
M.E.
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