Dr. Doolittle

And speaking of wine, while I have been drinking my way through each and every winery in the Santa Barbara area that I can find, Bill has been making friends. The first night we were here, he was outside having a cigarette (no shock there), when something startled him. That something was a skunk. Go figure. But instead of just walking away in the hopes that it would leave, Dr. Doolittle promised it bacon in the morning. And, not one to go back on his word, he made sure that his new little friend got bacon for breakfast. And, if that wasn’t enough, while having lunch on the wharf, he talked to the pigeons (only because he couldn’t feed them, since there were signs everywhere saying “don’t feed the birds”). The funny part is, he wasn’t the one drinking!!! Hugs & Kisses, L