So this is Chester again. He goes outside sometimes when I'm watching him. He stalks the birds, climbs the trees and thinks about running far away. Maybe someday he can stay outside for longer, but he does not exhibit a healthy fear of the dog, and I don't want him to get chomped out of ignorance.
So today is the beginning of Germanfest. Of course the official opening ceremonies aren't until tomorrow, but the party starts today with the carnival rides in operation. I kinda wish it was a Mexican-fest. That way we could have siesta time each day. The inevitable exhaustion frightens me, but I'm pretty sure that survival is possible. Woo, party!