I apologize for the bluriness, he is waaaaaay up there, you can kind of see how high in this shot. If you look REAL hard you can kind of see his snout.
In sad news, this morning we said goodbye to a friend who graced our lives ever-so-briefly, so briefly I do not even have a picture, but left an indelible mark on Stella's little developing soul. Purple Plastic Flowered Flashy Flip-Flops from MeMe and Pappy, we hardly knew ye. You jumped ship off Stella's diminutive dirty dogs this morning on Tim's run. We went back to look for you, but alas, you didn't want to be found. Or you'd fallen off on the portion of the trail that we didn't make it to because, heck, Tim had to go to work and I was hungry. I'm sorry little flip flops. Stella forlornly kept going, "flop flops" today and looking for you and I had to remind her that her flop flops were lost to the Mabel Davis Park Loop. R.I.P. Our life will be a little darker without your flashing heels.
Purple Plastic Flowered Flashy Flip-Flops: August 2, 2008-August 13, 2008
2 comments:
I wish we'd gotten the racoon at the bottom of the tree. I think she was hoping you'd paint her toenails too.
Henry may not be a girl but he does excellent work in the nail polish medium. He keeps my Aunt's fingernails very pretty. And somehow manages to get it in his hair too.
Post a Comment