Campers and I returned from running a short errand in the van, and when we returned, found THIS in the upstairs window:
He was supposed to be having "rest time" while Susie napped and Pa got some work done.
Looks like the poor, forlorn boy spent the whole time staring out the window, wondering when his buddy would return. Oh, and that Slave Woman his mother. She's good to have around as well.
And that Campers and me, we giggled like school girls for at least ten minutes, watching Ziggy from the front seat of the van.
How much is that Ziggy in the window?
Priceless.
He was supposed to be having "rest time" while Susie napped and Pa got some work done.
Looks like the poor, forlorn boy spent the whole time staring out the window, wondering when his buddy would return. Oh, and that Slave Woman his mother. She's good to have around as well.
And that Campers and me, we giggled like school girls for at least ten minutes, watching Ziggy from the front seat of the van.
How much is that Ziggy in the window?
Priceless.
