Spring: baby animals and holes.
Guess what was in the yard? My niece was pretty fascinated by the baby bunny we found. I resisted the urge to take it home and raise it on my patio so that I could later kill it at my neighbor’s bidding. That’s called strength, people.
Yesterday, as we made Play-Doh animals, my niece watched carefully as I made an elephant for her. When my elephane was complete, I placed the head on the body and proudly held it out for her inspection. I said, “I made you an elephant!”
She eyed it and said, “Does it have a hole?”
Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.