Small Pebble...

This weekend we took Caleb out of the great and mighty state of Texas to another state to the northeast (our location will remain unnamed to protect the innocent…we will call the city we visited “Small Pebble” for purposes of this blog entry). It was Caleb’s first time to leave his birth state and venture out into the great unknown.

During his trip abroad, Caleb wanted to document the nature of the indigenous people there and categorize their behavior for possible future study. Caleb asked me to write this blog entry as a warning to travelers unaware of what lies beyond the borders of the great and mighty state of Texas.

Our journey began at the border where the native people erected strange hieroglyphics. The hieroglyphics were perhaps used in some ancient pagan ceremony. We of course took our pictures by the ancient relict...



Not knowing what lie ahead, Caleb sat in his seat and pondered what was to come…


He, of course, never thought the first creature he would see upon arriving at “Small Pebble” would be SO interesting. We will call her “Aunt Bridget” for purposes of this record.


“Aunt Bridget” was very beguiling and convinced our expedition to stay with her while we were in the area. She was of limited intelligence and Caleb was able to win her allegiance and affection right away.


Many creatures visited “Aunt Bridget” during our stay. Caleb was fascinated with all of them. In fact, he could not keep his eyes off “Belle” and “Lydia”.

Below are pictures of “Belle” and Caleb...



Below is a picture of “Lydia” and Caleb (notice the intense stare as Caleb studies her every move)...


The brother of “Lydia” was also a frequent visitor of “Aunt Bridget”. We will call him “Ben”.

Caleb studied the “Ben” creature very closely…


Caleb discovered that some of the native “Small Pebble” inhabitants had cannibalistic tendencies. Thankfully, we were able to save Caleb’s hand.


Although it has not been documented fully, we ascertain that the relationship between “Aunt Bridget” and “Ben” could be more than that of mere friendship. Perhaps in future studies we will refer to the “Ben” creature as “Uncle Ben”?


While we were at the home of “Aunt Bridget”, we played board games, we ate, we swam in a concrete pond (Texans call it a pool), went to church, and visited “Aunt Bridget’s” mother who also happened to be the mother of Allison. Caleb calls Allison’s mom “Mom-mom”.

Below is a picture of one of the games we played (Settlers of Catan)…


Overall, the trip was a success. We were able to study the people of “Small Pebble” and were successfully able to exit the area with our mind’s intact. Too bad we couldn’t say the same thing about those we left behind…