to throw a monkey wrench in your life.

flanagan is slowly but surely becoming a dog. in the last week we’ve learned that he loves to play tug of war, he wags his tail constantly, you cannot take a bad picture of him and his previous owners treated him worse than originally thought (unimaginable isn’t it).

a few years ago a friend who loves wilson bought him a tan trench coat

the chickens were moved outside last week and are really enjoying their new digs

last week, in fact early morning of the day we went to atlanta, i found out about a deaf, albino wolfhound

last month i ordered murray a tag from bella tocca tags.