I *heart* other people’s dogs…
A bit transportationally challenged this morning, so i sorted out Martin’s computer, tried some space saving techniques in the packing in the garage, showered Atticus with attention and filled in some forms ready to send to the American government. Also tried to watch Planet Earth during breakfast but had to turn it off. Watching cave worms spew silk threads to hunt cockroaches doesn’t go well with sourdough toast and butter…
blimey i never knew US immigration could be so totally like giving you grief and all. what is it with those guys? are you all back tucked up safe and sound in mexico now then? i was going to email, but i signed out of yahoo, and id have to go back and sign in and eveything. sorry. oh, go on then, it only takes a minute doesnt it. except im only sposed to be on internet for half hour hour, because it’s kind of a free thing privelege like. god dammit, ill just have to write another time. hope sarita well. and rabbits well. byeee
What's that there Stuart rabbiting on about? Is the photo of you with Atticus supposed to emulate the one of Sitas father?
He’d been on the Jesus juice apparently…
My boyz. So young… 11 years ago!!
Happy years- and more to come…