3-5-22 – Well, it was time to take a 5-hour road trip to pick up 200 pounds of meat for Max. I was going to head out last weekend (2/26) but then we got a ton of snow on that Friday and I was busy snowblowing the driveway and Max’s perimeter. Something told me not to call on the 21st requesting meat. I think the universe was looking out for me. Anyways, it’s a long trip and I didn’t want to go alone. Mom use to come with me but had to stop when she became less mobile and now that she’s gone (my heart is still breaking), I still have to venture it alone. Or do I? It was 10 degrees outside but I warmed up the car and took Burt Parrot. Yep, she was my copilot and made the trip more interesting. We ate pretzels and pistachios and had quite a few laughs. The other photo is what 200 pounds of Max meat looks like in my car. Those 50 pound boxes are starting to get a little heavy for me. Guess I better start working out!