Dune Looks Like Elena.

I had a blessed day of solitude this past week when my furless roommates took a day trip up to the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore. This just in-- Michigan humans use their right palm as a makeshift map of the state. We live down on the right side of the palm, and the Dunes (named after a very depressing Indian legend) are in the space above the tip of the pinkie. Little known fact: cats can use their paws as a map of Connecticut.

Here is the big, sandy dune that everyone tries to climb. Its an easy trek down to the water, but the climb back up--approximately 1 billion feet-- is pretty arduous. Seriously, dudes. People die.

Here is H.W.D.N.T.B.N., trying to convince Her Spazziness to try the climb. Note that his entreating face makes him look like a sober Colin Farrell. Also note his choice of workout gear.
Here's the happy couple, having just climbed all the way back up in record time. Just kidding. T.O.C.E. took one look at all the exhausted children, panting up the hill (despite their young, pink lungs) and said nowaybeyonce. She staged this photo for fake evidence.

J'accuse, poseur!
Something about these photos make me want to go scratch in my litter box.