Sam is as nervous as a cat. Whenever we bring his crate up from the basement he stays even closer to Diane than usual–which is not that easy for a dog that spends his life ten inches from her knee. I think he’s concerned about being left behind. I can’t blame him–the weather in Portland sucks out loud right now.
I tried to go for a paddle yesterday, but the wind kicked up and it started spitting rain. I had a good book to read and the fire was crackling nicely. The simple fact that I was only two days from Maui took the remaining steam out of me. I ate the last christmas cookie, made some coffee and read the book.
To all you guys in Maui–see you soon. I’m going to get off the plane and run straight into the water.
And Sam, don’t worry–you’re going too.

At least Sam gets to go with you…I’m down here in NorCal in stormy storm surf…Aloha Brudda!