Bags and Travel

November 2, 2015

Dear Scamp,

How is that bag?

Love, Mom

Dear Mom,

It smells funny and is on the floor. I must inspect it. Why is this bag here? It wasn’t here before.

Love, Scamp

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Scamp, pretending she’s not investigating the bag…and thinking she’ll keep me here by laying on it.

Dear Scamp,

The bag is there so Mom can get packed. I’m going on a trip.

Love, Mom

Dear Mom,

What’s a trip? Is that like when you broke your tooth?

Love, Scamp

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Squib, running away from that mean bright camera…Maeve in background…

Dear Scamp,

No, the broken tooth was from the curb tripping me in the wee hours of the morning as I walked the dogs. The sidewalk fought back. This is a different trip, a longer one that will leave me coming back smelling funny.

Love, Mom

Dear Mom,

I smell you everyday. Have a good trip.

Love, Scamp

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Squib, claiming bag, while Scamp playfully considers reclaiming it…

Dear Scamp,

We’ll see if you feel that way when I return, but for now, it will just be a few days I’ll be gone to a quilt retreat in Mackinaw City.

Love, Mom

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3 Responses to “Bags and Travel”

  1. Marc-André Says:

    Cute photos. I especially like the last one. 🙂

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