Monday, August 18, 2008

Home again

One of the best parts of a trip is to come home. And sleep in my bed. And pick up my dogs.

One of whom is pictured below, doing his best to look cute and pitiful. He's a manipulator. My other dog is at the hatch, because when I park, the next step is exiting the hatch. Always looking forward, she is.

Because it was my birthday, I visited my mother. There I practiced my i am bossy photography skills. It's not as hard as I thought.

This is my birthday present, or it will be. I love it. I will hang it in the office/nee bedroom.

This is my house.

I love coming home.

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