I need to commune with nature pretty soon or I’m going to go mad.
I was taking a bath when Poopdog jumped in.
He hates baths.
Gosh. I don’t even know what to say—you just made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
If there is any an issue that can fire me up its inequality but whenever I feel myself getting hot-headed over something I always try to pause and remind myself to smell the flowers. I also try to remind myself that calm conviction in an argument tends to garner more respect than screaming—even though sometimes I really want to SCREAM at people.
That’s just a part of being human though, huh?
Got this framed ages ago and never showed anybody. Sorry for the angle but it’s the only way I could nix the reflection.
Got some work framed. Aww yeah.
Poopdog and Kitty.