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Umbrellas at Christmastime!  It looks kind of like I'm on top of a pumpkin. I'm really on the top of an umbrella, which is not the best place to be. You can see it is wet. On the Porch  But the umbrella was on the porch. I was not riding the umbrella while Beth and her family walked around Portland. That's good, because it was pretty rainy over the holidays!
I Love the Holidays and I Love Umbrellas!
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Kalama, Washington  It was just a few days before Christmas and I spotted a huge green bush with cute little red berries.  Beth put me down gently, because the leaves were stiff with sharp points! I laid there for a bit and tried to make up a song about teddybears and holly. I'm still working on it.
First Day of December  I started the month off just right! My friends came over and we made cookies!  I didn't really cook, but I sat on the table. My friends brought their furry friends, so we sat together and watched the fun. They even made small cookies for us. My Friends Have Grown!
My friends have gotten so much bigger! I saw them over a year ago, when they came to swim. I don't think I ever put our pictures on this blog. We got very busy with Hurricane Harvey, which happened soon after that day. Never Too Old For Bears  A year ago, my friends loved bears. This year, they still love bears. I love my friends.
Down by the River  On Thanksgiving Day, Beth and Don took me down to the Llano River. I sat and looked around. Rusty Metal
I've posed on bridges before. But this time I posed on some equipment that was helping to build a new bridge. There was nothing new looking about all that rusty metal. Can you see me on top of the pipe? Reddish Metal
I sat on another stack of metal and looked out over the river, where a bridge used to be. A month ago, the bridge was washed away, when rains flooded the river. Safe in a Hole  I was nervous that Beth would knock me into the water, when she posed me on pipes and ramps above the river. I was happy when she put me in a snug hole, where wind couldn't knock me over. A Big Machine  I was much happier to pose on this dusty piece of machinery. It was away from the water, so I felt safe. Best of all, it was Thanksgiving Day, so we could sneak around and explore. I do like an adventure, now and then!
Rope  This little pile of rope was very soft and worn. I enjoyed sitting a while.  It was actually at the bottom of a long, stretched out, piece of rope. Coba  I was sitting at the bottom of a temple that was once part of the ancient Mayan city of Coba. Above me, there were 120 steps. At the Top  I could not even climb one step. So Beth carried me in her camera bag and climbed to the top. This is the metal ring that holds the rope. Enjoying the View  I sat on the ring and Beth sat on the top step. We watched the people climbing up. Going down was scarier and that's when people held the rope. We didn't tell them that the rope looked a little raveled, up at the top.
Green  You would never know I was in Mexico.  They have green succulent plants like these, lot of places.  Some of these aren't at all cozy for lounging around.
Water!  Behind me is the most lovely, blue-green water. Now you can tell I'm in Cozumel.
We Voted!  Ms. Donkey and I voted! Well, actually Don and Beth early-voted in October. But we told them how to vote. Now we're waiting on results...
Bread of the Dead  It is November first and we are still in Mexico. Beth is trying to please me with more sweet foods. She said this was "Bread of the Dead" and I said, "What!" Celebrating  Beth said it really wasn't scary. In Mexico, this is Day of the Dead. It's a day to celebrate those who have died. She and Don went to the grocery store and brought me back the traditional sweet treat that is enjoyed on Dia de Muertos. It smelled very good.
My Own Loaf We are in Cozumel, so I should probably be posing with tacos or a margarita.  But, Beth brought me my own special loaf of banana bread from the breakfast buffet. She was so excited because it was tiny and she said it was just my size.
Well I guess it was just my size. I am the same size as that loaf. That bread doesn't seem so tiny to me. Back in the Saddle... in Fort Worth, Texas  When visiting the Ft. Worth Stockyards, I did what lots of tourists do. I sat on a Texas Longhorn.  The saddle was a little large for me. You can see me if you look hard.
The young woman didn't charge me 5 dollars like she charged the other tourists. She didn't make me sign a disclaimer, either. When Beth asked if she could pose me a little closer to the horns, she kind of acted like she gets that question all the time.  But 5-dollar tourists never get to sit on the Longhorn's head. And this is why. That Longhorn thought I was an annoying bee and tried to toss me off. In this photo, I'm holding onto the fur like a bull rider. But I lost my grip and flew up into the air. Luckily the young cowgirl (with good reflexes) caught me in her palm, just before I landed in a bucket... of something... I'm not sure what. Second Ride!  That was so fun, I wanted to try another Longhorn. This one had reddish-brown fur and seemed very calm.  I sat proudly on that tuft of fur and the sweet Longhorn didn't seem to mind. I would have waved to the tourists who laughed when they walked by, but I was holding onto some hair... just in case.
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