Photo courtesy of Deb Touchette.
Pic of the cover of a photo album.
I like a slumber.
If I take it to a park, is it going to play with a ball again in public?
no wonder cats keep crawling up my crotch every time i go to the park.
actually, ive found that when rainy days travel to parks there ARENT many friends…
When park rain ball chase loneliness they are pleasent. Am rainy like a walk.
i’ve always felt the same way.
A rainy day who says ‘meow’!