I finally met little Miles. He was less than happy
in his backpack carrier with a roof.
Garrett was less than pleased to be at the Rally.
Miles. Out.
Ahhhhh.
Me, a with my "happy to have my
picture taken" face
"What? Out there?"
"... and now you see a puma!"
A last ditch effort to get pictures of AJ. This is
what happens when you're sick on a trip.
No pictures. So there.
1 comment:
I like that 10 and nothing hand position I'm rocking on the VW wheel.
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