And not as in my blowing coat in Maine. all over Auntie J’s house. …well, maybe, I’m not sure. …ANYway, tonight, we’re having new shell Lobster (in Maineglish, that’s ‘lobstah‘) just snatched from their Maine traps.
French St. 2009/03/03
This was my first trip to Maine, when I was still little. There was this really b i g bay window with a chaise lounge right in front of it! I loveloveloved that window. I spent all my time looking out, laying in front of, boofing, woofing and napping by my window. There was this city park right outside. …and there were all kinds of kids playing, humans walking their doggies and stuff. I didn’t want to leave that window unless it was to run and play and walk in the park! It was the best.
Making Maine Lobsters 2009/01/31
I went to Maine, this summer with Mom. This is us on Mount Desert Island, ME. There were lobster boats everywhere! I had never been so close to them before. They were making lots and lots of lobsters out there. I could smell them. I wanted to go see, but Mom said ‘no’. She made me stay close to her.
It’s a Lobstah (love) thing. 2009/01/31
This is me with my very first Maine lobster. I was only 4 months old.
Maine Lobster 2009/01/31
I had Maine lobster after breakfast, this morning. They’re homemade in Maine. …with lots of love.
