My guinea pig died yesterday.  We got home from our trip and picked her up from the friend that was taking care of her.  She was old (almost 7!) and it was probably just her time.  Rachel and I like to think that she waited until we got back to give up.  We spent all yesterday crying and dealing with it.  I know that it seems silly to cry over a guinea pig, but she was a very sweet pet and we loved her.

I'm back from vacation and catching up.  We picked up a new car at the factory in South Carolina and drove it back.  We did a ton of different stuff along the way.

I got some great images at Yellowstone and I'll try to get some up soon.