Time for a post. Between studying, episodes of staring longingly outside at the sun, rushing water and crackers to my poor sick mama, etc. I shook the dust off Sal and took a few shots.
"I'm dusty! Play me!"
This dog just moved from sunbeam to sunbeam today. He seemed to be especially fond of this one (and bored, judging by the expression on his face). Next time we make a fire I will be certain we have marshmellows and graham crackers on hand, it is not quite the same without smores! Is it just me or does it look like there is a monster coming out of the fire?