I’m off on my Rustler Tour today–first stop, Portland, Oregon.
Since I’m running around doing last minute stuff, I will keep this short.
The sun is just peeking over the eastern hills as I write this, and Bernice, the Yorkie, who always seems to know when I’m going somewhere, has been sticking to me like gum on a shoe. If she had her way, I’d be a hermit!
Knowing all the critters will be taken care of by the ‘ranch hands’, Jenni, Larry and Mary Ann, I can concentrate on business (and fun) without worrying.
I still have to get
