Sunday, October 22, 2017
This has turned out to be one heckuva box, Human. Thanks for not throwing it away.
But honestly, is the price for 10 minutes of playtime yet more photos to prove I don't sleep 24/7?
I mean, I almost do, but that's because you're so old and boring.
Saturday, October 21, 2017
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Saturday, October 14, 2017
Friday, October 13, 2017
Ahhhhh, yes. Right there, right there is gooooood.
Brush, and brush, and brush . . .
Hey! Who said you could stop?
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In the news:
This is our street, looking up to the hospital two blocks away.
It's a bit hazy today, but not as bad as yesterday.
They say the winds will kick up over the weekend,
and that will mean we'll be smokier tomorrow.
The Human says she feels like she's been sucking down Winstons again.
We know we are lucky to just be a tiny bit uncomfortable.
The losses up north are incalculable.
Only a light dusting of ash on the roof of the Human's car today.
(And frankly, it was none too clean to begin with.)