Okay, look: I don't take my own photos. And I could care less about spring. That means it's starting to get hot, and I hate it. I love the SNOW. So in the interest of clarifying my estimation of the season, those flowers are not the true object of my devotion; the bit of meat known as a "treat" that I am scooping up with my two-tone tongue is. Or was. (Since I live in the unburdened ecstasy of the present, pick the verb tense that makes the most sense to you!)When I think of the indignities I have to put up with, even though I am Pack Leader, the only words that suffice are OH THE HUMANITY!
Hallie
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