I’ve added a new installment series “Letters from T. Rex.” Here’s the backstory (click this thing). I’ll summarize, though: T. Rex, my longtime foster dude apparently really misses his foster sisters Sweetie and Pants. They correspond and talk smack about humans.
It began somewhat like this.
It snowed. I demanded a photo. I got four, so I knew this was going to be excellent.
six days at the fair 