Happy Holiday’s From Scottsdale

Goldfield Ghost Town in Apache Junction, Arizona.  

Ava insisted we pose for an old-time photo. Adding a costume over your existing clothes definitely adds a few pounds, but there is no room for vanity in the old west. I'm pretty sure Cray was an outlaw cowboy in a previous life.

We took a "family friendly" tour of the Bordello, which is an oxymoron. Even men paying women to "cuddle' is just awkward and wrong. Sorry, Ava. 

Cray declined joining us for a tour of the old gold mine. Something about being in closed spaces deep underground. 

Honestly, there is really no reason to ever leave the house we are staying in. There is a TV in every room, a heated pool, games, puzzles, and a refrigerator stocked with delicious food. Of course, Ruby has taken over the house. She is in heaven here after being cramped-up in the camper. She has circled the pool and dipped her nose into it. I think she will be swimming next to me before this trip is over. 

Ruby thinks she is a cat.

Yes, we put this throw pillow on the couch just for you, Ruby. Don’t mind us, just make yourself comfortable. 

I busted Ruby checking out the presents, but she didn’t find one with her name on it - Santa doesn’t come until Christmas, silly dog!

This is my face on vacation; relaxed, carefree, and extremely grateful.