Thursday

[misc] Murderface Thursday

I was lounging on the bed in my craft room, watching terrible "reality" television, when Murderface came in, plopped down on a pile of stuff (papers, magazine, bags that need to be either organized or recycled) and passed out...

napping on stuff


Passed. Out. He had spent the afternoon outside and it was hot out- he was just beat. I thought it was nice of him to come and hang out with me.

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