So we left Tahoe and headed south off the mountain. And went to the beach. The first thing I did was stub my toe, probably because I hadn't worn sandals in seven months.
Then along came this bird who wanted Alpha Man's food. Which he shared. The bird wanted to marry him.
So did all the birds...
So Alpha Man dug up a little crab.
And flipped it to the hungry bird.
Who then also wanted to marry Alpha Man.
And then there was this little girl, a perfect little stranger, who was watching him and then wanted her own little crab to flip to the little bird, only she couldn't catch one. So Alpha Man helped her dig for the little crabs.
I know it's time to head back up to our mountain. But I hear it's snowing there . . .
I'm not feeling the snow . . .
Nope. Not one little bit . . .