It's Conrad's last morning at the house in Rancho Mirage. Next weekend, Van and I will enjoy our last couple of days here (Conrad will be in Michigan). I'll miss a whole lot of things about it, having been down here at least, oh, 30 times since Van bought the place almost 2.5 years back. Not least among the things I will miss is good old Mingo.
No, we never could figure out how to safely mount and ride him, but we did get a kick at seeming him float and twirl about the pool.
What I won't miss? This.
That was at about 11:00 or so yesterday morning. In April. Ugh. I give immense thanks for being able to afford the luxury of air conditioning!

