Welcome to September ye’ all! Against my best efforts, another page has fallen off the monthly calendar, which by the way is looking a bit thin these days. Nearing the final quarter of 2020. A year most of us will never forget. Lost time, lost adventures, lost interactions with our families and more than anything, loss of our freedoms from political greed. Quite sickening when it comes down to it and looking forward to putting it all past us. We’ve decided to claw back a bit of civility and once again on the road enjoying a little end of the year camping (in another state with a better governor of course). Temps are definitely starting to drop making for a perfect night to sit around the campfire and tap on the keys.
I wanted to actually get this post out in July during my “white” month. Doubt anyone noticed, but all of the wildlife posts that month involved white in some manner either in the name or in featured animal’s color palette. And you thought there was no method to this madness! Today’s post would have fit in nicely with that theme – unfortunately, this one required a bit of research that I was unable to get to the entire month of July. Bri’s a busy guy these days especially with the annual Haunted Trail a mere month away.
Hit the jump to learn more about our day observing the cutest white furballs you will ever see.
