The day had finally arrived and what a shame, I didn't feel any different. We all had a good nights sleep though so everyone was raring to go. After opening presents we had a quick breakfast so that we could hike around Devils Tower before it got too hot. It only took us till lunchtime to do the hike so we headed back to the tent for lunch and I even got a rest as Craig and the kids went for another walk. When they returned we decided to go across to the Olde Time photo shop, dress up as cowboys and have our photo taken (at least we will never forget my 40^th). After having the photo done we headed straight to the pool for a much needed swim. Back an hour later to pick up the photo, and surprise surprise, it didn't work so would we like to do it again. Oh maybe, yes why not. It was fun the first time, but Kyle didn't think it was such a good idea. After a few attempts to get him changed he finally gave into some bribery and corruption and co-operated.

Back to the tent to open the bottle of Moet and to cook the birthday dinner, grilled chicken and pineapple with fresh corn on the cob. Very nice. Amy and Kyle were very disappointed that Craig had been unable to get either a Barbie or Batman cake out here (considering there is the campground shop, the photo shop and one other, we did well to remember to bring some pre-packaged custard/pudding style dessert from home). This was our last day of holidays, tomorrow it was the drive home and then that was the end of our vacation.

Just prior to leaving on vacation we had another cat adopt us. Unlike the first one a few weeks ago we were unable to find this ones owner. Thinking it might come from the same home and being the same breed we thought the people might take another one in. So, waiting for it to get dark Craig and I got in the car with the cat and drove him to the house at the bottom of our street where the other cat lived. In this night time manoeuvre we opened the door and pushed the cat out, and sure enough, he headed straight up the driveway like he knew the house, (the first cat we returned had the address on the collar and as the people were not home we left him there and he found his way into the garage).

Anyway we quickly got back home and kept our fingers crossed. Next morning when we took Craig to work no sign of the cat. Back home to feed the kids before taking Amy to pre-school and as we headed out, who was sitting on the doorstep but the same cat again. He was very determined that our house was his because we dropped him off about 1/2 mile away and he still managed to find us. Up to this point we hadn't fed him because we knew we were going away and didn't want him to settle in but now we felt sorry for him and started to feed him. After placing another call to the Humane Society we thought we had found the owner but no luck. We were leaving on holidays on the Saturday so Friday afternoon we took him over to the Humane Society and handed him in. I had to sign a form to declare that yes this wasn't really my cat. I'm sure they didn't believe me. He was a very friendly cat so I'm sure he would have found a good home.

And now we are dog sitting again. Labby the labrador is back staying for another week. He is good company and although he is a challenge when we go for a walk it is still a lot of fun.