I'm not in most of these pics because I was strapped to mom and she took most of the photos...It was a super clear (but still cold and windy) day when we woke up in Mt Shasta. Mom and Grandma Lila were practically high off of the sunshine and blue skies
after all the grey rain in Seattle so they decided it would be nice to stop at the Calatrava bridge that mom always wanted to see. Mom and Grandma kept talking about the architecture, Henry was happy because he got to walk around and sniff stuff (and even play with another yorkie) and I stuck my tongue out at the wind.
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