For those of you who do not remember my Barn Trouble post, let me summarize. Linguini, Frankie, and I were spending a lovely day at the animal shelter, um, barn among furiends, when Linguini and Frankie decided to leave us and go visit a bridge across the street. When Momma yelled at them to get back, I was waiting for them too. I set them straight. I was the good one.
Today, I have a different story to tell. There are several versions. Here's a little sequence.





Do my feet ever touch the ground?
Oh, before I forget again, I have uploaded a video on youtube: a hike at the much changed Station Fire Forest with furiends.
Twink!