13 April 2012

Pooder's Friday the 13th

His day began late, or early, depending on how you view midnight...
...that's his bath time. This afternoon, I accompanied him to Furdale, where I had a blinding realization: my purpose on this planet was revealed--I am merely Pooder's photographer. It's his world, I just live in it.
I do believe Pooder of the Serengeti concurs.




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