Vacation Over

The bad part of any restful time away from home is that it must come to an end. Roscoe looks over the lake and contemplates vacation over.

vacation over

All good things must come to an end and that includes our camping trip last week down to James Island. We declared our vacation over and took one last walk around the lake before piling into the car and heading home. Roscoe says goodbye to the ducks and geese, though we’ll be back soon.

4 Comments

  1. Max and Maya's momma on January 17, 2021 at 1:53 pm

    Please don’t forget me until we’re back to visit again!

  2. Juno's mom on January 17, 2021 at 11:25 am

    I’d bet they’re just as happy to be back home, maybe more so than for the hoomans. 😉

  3. Debbie and Ruby on January 17, 2021 at 10:57 am

    Roscoe can’t wait to go back.

  4. Jean Burkhardt on January 17, 2021 at 7:08 am

    Roscoe looks like he’s thinking-“we’ll be back soon-I just know it”!!

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