Friday, May 11, 2012


Today, the dog who used to flatten when strangers came into a room was swarmed by a pack of feral children while on a walk.

He thought this was pretty neat and would like to know why he wasn't allowed to go home with said children.

You may have noticed, but I rather love this dog.

How blue was the sky the day the air smelled of hope, 
                                                                        And not fear.
                                                       ~Jodi Hills