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Dreaming the day away















Just sitting around dreaming of flying to somewhere sunny....




Just can't seem to get to work...... at the airport no less.

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Me said…
At the airport? LOL. Honeybun you could just jump on any old plane going anywhere. You're such a little cutie you could hitch a ride with the next small child boarding and they would think you were stuffed pal. ;)
9:00 PM
Anonymous said…
He's stuffed alright, but Rogue and Venti Americanos in tall cups aren't very child friendly....
12:22 AM
Woodchuck said…
7:00am Flight out of Reno and not a single Starbucks in sight...Just what the hell was I thinking?
2:06 AM
Anonymous said…
"7:00am Flight out of Reno and not a single Starbucks in sight" Shocking! Barbarous! Still, it's great to hear from you again. You'll be back in civilization soon!
8:53 AM
Travel said…
No sun hat needed there. Hop a flight to someplace warm and sunny.

Travel
2:57 PM
Anonymous said…
I had no idea Woodchucks were so technologically advanced. Makes me wonder what was really going through my rabbit's head...I always assumed it was the sound of air rushing in one side and out the other...
8:24 PM
Kelsgarden said…
TKW - you do notice the "deer in the headlights look" in that picture with the laptop, right ;)

he was obviously stunned with the sound of air rushing by -
1:18 AM
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