Today Dan and I took the boys and Jes to The La Brea Tar Pits, which we learned means The the tar tar pits, and the pits aren't really pits, and the tar isn't really tar. It's really a place that should be called Asphalt Seepage.
I cried when we got to pet two whippets. This one, named Gracie, was so tender. I really really got emotional. It was just like being with Frisbee again.
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