My thought when I see a beautiful, striking sunrise: I am up too fucking early.
Our coffee tree is looking a little spindly.
Smoot on that thin line between wanting attention and not wanting to sit on a lap
Found while cleaning out some old boxes. I’m keeping them as mementos, and just in case I can ever find someone with …
And that’s MY Friday night in a nutshell
Waffle + Niagara peaches + real whipped cream. The sum is WAY better than it’s parts!
perfect art placement.
she knows I have food.
Blurry. Kind of how I feel.
Keith is away for a few days, so only one side gets used.
Sorry Smoot, another 11-ish hours until the automatic feeder fires up again.
(Video plays in post page only) Mump will play fetch for hours. But only with crumpled paper receipts.