the ball rolled under a car today and waffles just about died. the tragedy. she ran circles around the car and whined all manners of high pitch noises. i watched her suffer for a little before i rescued the ball with a small set of rolled up plans.
oh, i also got some pictures.
(some growling because schmee was taking pictures instead of helping)
that's waffles on her front lawn. i took a break after lunch today to visit her pad. i knew she lives up on the hill side but i had no idea she had ocean views. you can see a bit of it to the right of the tree. up on her front deck, i could see santa barbara clear up the coast.
