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Bruce the Friend.

I have a Bruce friend that I saw this weekend. You may remember him. We met when we were babies. I called him Bruce the Brute back then.


Me and Bruce when we were babies.

My Bruce Friend and his mom.

My Bruce Friend and his mom.

But Bruce is definitely not a Brute anymore. Now he is all grown up like me. He also has a little bother just like I do. He is a sweet friend and I really like him.

His family is traveling across the country and they all stayed with us for a couple of nights. We had a lot of fun eating and playing and climbing.

We were too excited to eat our dinner.

We ate dinner..

We shared a nice sunny breakfast.

We ate breakfast..

We are both excellent climbers.

We climbed rocks.

We play superhero and princess.

We played superhero and princess.


We climbed fences.


We flew kites.

Both of our families.

We had a good time with our families.

I hope I see you again soon, Bruce Friend. You and your whole family. I loved having you stay with us!

Achieving great heights.

I learned today that anything worth having is worth overcoming great obstacles to get.

There is a little swimming pool that the cats drink out of at the top of a few stairs outside the kitchen. I wanted to swim, too, so I climbed up to do so, much to mom’s pleasure and horror.

I don’t know if it was a punishment or not, but mom then made me climb the huge set of stairs while she pointed her iPhone at me.




The summit of Mount Stair.