Also the doors were hanging out from getting painted. The painter said we had thirty-two doors. Only a painter would count doors!
We ended up getting out of their way and took a hike down to the tank. The dogs per usual swam and fooled around.
Rooster headed into the weeds and disappeared! We knew he was there because the stalks would move. Just goes to show that sometimes it's not about camouflage!
Finally we headed to Salado for Cinco's third birthday party. A fun time was had by all!
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