good morning canary

By sk

butter couldn't melt ?

well, there's butter running all over the place.  : - /

thank goodness a delivery arrived with horrendous smelling dried beef intestines....

he now has his own bed into which he blends colour wise - so he can hide from my ire!

i won't go into the misdemeanours of this morning...this afternoon, or this evening...

i'm dripping sweat and he's laughing at me.

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