Whereupon I Discover Pizza
June 10, 2012 by Cindi Augustine
Cindi’s parents were moving into a new house so we went to visit. I always enjoy a trip to see them. Cindi always takes me along. This time we took Richard too.
I think Richard really enjoys me reading over his shoulder. Well, I don’t read, but I like to look at the squiggles. Richard’s books don’t have pictures in them sadly.
The bus was late, and I got tired of looking at squiggles. Cindi made me a bed in her bag. She’s very kind to me.
Finally the bus was ready to leave. This time we are going to a place called Sardis. It’s much closer than Powell River and doesn’t require boats to get there. I like boats, but Cindi said she’d had enough of that kind of a boat.
I got to say hello to Maggie. She’s always moving. Cindi says she’s a blurry dog. That must be a photography thing to say.
Cindi’s niece Leanne finally held Maggie still so I could pat her.
Maggie sure has a lot of friends. We hung out for a while but Cindi watched Maggie carefully. Maggie likes to play rough with her friends sometimes and I am much to dignified to wrestle.
Cindi’s big sister made something called pizza. I was very excited to try it but it wasn’t ready.
After what seemed like a long wait, it was finally ready to serve. Cutting it was quite a challenge. Boy was it good. Unfortunately there was no mead to drink so I tried something called beer.
I think I’ll stick to mead from now on.
It was a noisy visit, but Cindi says visiting her family has perks. (Wonder what she meant by that?) I can’t wait to visit again.