








“Ahem. Out. Now.”

Good guidance two years ago, good guidance now.





Way to spin it, gentlemen. Hamsters, it gets better. Shine on.

…And they tore a heart into the antique leather chair…


‘Morning. Breathing in for 7, holding for 4, out for 8, x2, every half hour today. Join me?

The pups got a hold of the kids’ Nerf basketball and chewed it to bits. They left their calling card, of course.









Thank you, puppies, for bringing me outside where there are all the beautiful things.

Waiting on the rain.