Tanner's a real swinger and time to say "Afskeid vriende!"

Once Joey was reluctantly found — reeking of nachos and warthog — we could all kick back and celebrate Tanner's 5th Birthday. Needless to say, with his new Tanzar personality, it was a swinging good time! I'll be curious to hear how that loincloth goes over in Arizona. Tanzar, if anyone gives you any grief, fly over to New York and we'll set you up in Times Square with the Naked Cowboy.

Rosie and I snuck away from the festivities to enjoy our final South African sunset and drink a toast of Amarula to our delightful new friends and excellent hosts Tammy, Max and Toffee.

We couldn't help but notice a familiar silhouette towering over the grazing herd of wildebeests.

Fortunately, Lacie was prepared with her tranquilizer gun should the big fella get any more amorous ideas — he'd been watching a racy video called "Beests Gone Wilde" on Dennis' plane about Spring Break migration and kept murmuring "what happens in South Africa stays in South Africa."
So we've packed our rucksacks. rolled up our tents, and loaded Asta's 47 pieces of Poochi luggage and steamer trunks and the time has come to say thank you and afskeid vriende. As a lasting memento of our stay, we've left some new decorations over the piano!

Off to our next adventure. But first, maybe a nap.

P.S. Mommy and I will be headed south on Friday for the next five weeks so our postings may not be quite so frequent. And you can expect to see lots more photos of me biking, playing with Buddy and romping on the beach. Same old, same old. We may be gone, but hopefully, we wont' be forgotten!