Just finished giving Casper a bath. Wasn’t expecting to have to do that before coffee but he rolled in some fresh poop when I wasn’t looking and it became necessary.
These stairs once heard the patter of children’s feet and peals of laughter. Now they slowly decay...
Yep. That’s me, flying a PLANE. A Cessna.
(Don’t pay attention to the hair. lol)
Steeekers! Por todo mis amigos!
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