Clearly I am obsessed with showing you photos from my pink surprise party I threw for myself five years ago. This was the part where I went outside and came back in and made everyone yell, "SURPRISE!" Boy. What a shock. I just had no idea.
Do you wonder why I have any friends at all?
But showing you this photo is not why I forced you all here today. I wanted to show you photos of Tallulah's adventure this weekend, which I forgot to post.
One day Tallulah found a beautiful garden, which was right near her house.
Even though she had been up and down every street, and hither and yon, and also here and there, she had just never turned down this particular road until this particular day.
"Me really find such a pretty place? Me dip into the catnip again? Lula tripping? Lula not sure."
There was wildlife to admire, and maybe snap our jaws at because we are rotten dogs.
There was art to contemplate. "Why there art? Why there not just kibble all the time?"
It was a good discovery. It was a good day.
Why Francis beaming up right now?