I just spent an hour cutting these perfume inserts into little squares. Now I have to do something with them. Hmm.
It was 29° here when we went out earlier — I don’t expect I’ll see his face (or the rest of his body) for a while.
Side note: In all the time I’ve had Casper, he’s never picked something up and brought it home, and he’s never been particularly interested in balls. But this morning he found a torn up ball in the dog park that, for some reason, he fell instantly and insanely in love with. He carried it with him out of the park, prancing briskly in front of me all the way home. He was so proud, so happy, I hated to take it away from him, but I couldn’t let him bring it in the apartment, either. (So. Much. Dog. Pee.) I wonder if he’ll be as enamored with the ball next time we go out?
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PRACTICAL POOPER
nice idea, but where do you put your pants while pooping?
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‘Morning!
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Ueno, Tokyo
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The view from the sofa as I’m putting on my sneakers; yes, you can come, too.
I’m doing much better, thanks! Staples came out yesterday & I was finally able to wash all of the Neosporin out of my hair. Appetite’s back & I’ve been walking Casper since last Friday. I’m almost mended!
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Yep.
We’re going a little stir crazy over here.