This is Kyle. Thought I'd make sure you knew that, as I only post once a year or so, and it makes all the difference. Not to you, of course, but to me. I want credit for reaching out to you. So now that we have that little unpleasant business out of the way, here's a blog post!
We took Felix for his first trip this weekend. A breakneck three-state-tour encompassing Wyoming, Idaho, and his very own state of Utah in one day. I had to go on a work trip to do some computer stuff at a pharmacy in Montpelier, ID and I thought it would be fun if we all went.
He was less than impressed.
Mostly he just slept or ate or defecated like nothing was out of the ordinary.

These are Chris(Kelli's sister)'s sheep. We got to stop by and talk to her and her husband Brent. They're a pretty neat couple. And they have a beautiful little grotto-grove-garden. The black sheep is bossy. And pretty fearless. The ruddy-brown ones just follow her around hoping some of her sleek black coolness will rub off. It doesn't, by the way.

I took a lot of pictures like these while driving. Kelli was mad. Chances are you're mad about it too. Thinking back on it, fiddling with my phone while looking sideways out a window of a car careening down a serpentine canyon road probably wasn't my best idea. But beauty is pain, people. Tyra taught me that.

I love this picture of Kelli and Felix. Sums up his existence.

On an unrelated note, who knew Kassie wrote such "Intriguing" and ridiculously-titled romance novels? And that her pseudonym was so uncreative?
I can only assume this story was autobiographical.