Itsy

I was munching on some itsy bitsy pretzels in the car on the way home and had the idea to get Mr Barking to hold one up for me for today's photo. Don't know why. Sometimes it's better not to wonder.

Mr Barking's grubby mitts are a result of working at the airport all day, soaking up the diesel dust. Nice.

Needless to say, we did not eat this pretzel and Cousteau was the winner there.

Another busy day. Ready to hit the sack.

Nunight.

~Barking~