Ha. Enough with singing lyrics from The Band (Pupu would like it though).
I wanted to tell a story about going to Keeneland on Sunday with Mommy, Daddy, and Luke.
We got there just in time to see a race being run.
Here we see the horses coming around the turn.
Right in front of us.
And off they go...
Luke and I loved it. We were a couple little railbirds.
Here Daddy keeps an eye on Luke from a distance.
And, accompanied by a cup of juice, I keep an eye on them.
Unfortunately no pictures of Mommy (she looked very pretty); she was operating the camera for the day. The best I can do is this picture, where Luke and I were roughhousing. Mommy cast a long shadow over us...:)
After about 4 races we got tired. After all, it was naptime when we got there. So, you can imagine how we felt by the time we played hard in the sun for a few hours. (Daddy note: be sure to click on the picture to really appreciate Luke's surly face.)
We both wanted Daddy to carry us out. As a result, he was the big winner for the day.
