I personally prefer festival tickets or lipstick but oh thank you for that piece of dead baby kangaroo. What a wonderful present.
I didn't have time to take a picture of Jean-Luc (the kangaroo) while he was still happily hopping about and living. But other friends were caught on camera before dying a bloody death between the teeth of my tiny dog.
The dog doesn't like it when things stare at him. So this beautiful creature had to go.
My new feathered friend. Who lived in my hand the whole morning after some dog had her wing for breakfast.
What a nice doggie, looking at the flowers in the tree.
Don't be fooled by his innocence. he ate all the bats who lived in that tree.
I did make one friend the dog didn't eat. I think her beard freaked him out.
Conclusion: the only way to survive is by growing a beard.
Hi, I couldn’t seem to find an email. I was hoping to ask you about your dog, so can you email me back?
ReplyDelete–Shaye
shayewalsh1@gmail.com