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We might have been gone for only a couple of days, but we have to be adamant about reclaiming Sibe Quentin upon our return home.
Every square inch of the yard must be sniffed, explored, and verified (not to mentioned, marked) in order to communicate to all of the wild beasts of our “neighborhood” that we are home – and this land is ours. Within fairly short order, we felt that our mission had been accomplished.
Since our campground temperature was in the 80’s yesterday, we were quite happy to be back home where our high was in the 60’s. Traveling is fun, but avoiding hot weather is even better! Because, after all, cool weather is much better for napping.
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