Mom and dad are doing great. I was able to bring dad's truck home with us. Billy affectionately calls the truck Jack after my dad. He likes to say "let's take Jack out for a drive!" He sure does love my parents!
While we were in Ontario, Copper decided to run off from Brooke's to have an adventure of his own. For four nights he was out in the bitter cold and yet somehow managed to survive. Many kind people in St George were out day and night searching and finally on the fourth day someone spotted him running along the highway. They pulled over and Copper hid under their car until Brooke was able to get there and coax him out. Many prayers were answered that day!!
So now we are all back home and back to work. I am happy to be back at the program and feel good about teaching lessons what I hope will help inspire the folks and help them in making decisions about their lives.
Now there is three months in a nutshell. If this winter ever decides to move on into Spring it will be a welcomed time for new adventures!
Here are some pics from the trip.
Billy pretending to drive!!
My awesome great nephew Rhys
Brit and Paul with the Stanley Cup
First time on a train!
A quick painting I did for Rhys who loves sea turtles
Brit and Billy with their new friend Sherisse
The Windmill store