Today I loaded up Boomer and we set off to Puyallup to pick up his litter sister (which my little sister aptly named Waffles.) The ride was usual. A hoard of cops EVERYWHERE pointing at people and taking them in, me getting terribly lost in a foreign land, and Boomer sharing his breakfast with the car seat. He is so generous. I was glad to finally find the apartments to say the least. Boomer too, that is, until I introduced him to Waffles. It went something like this-
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| What's this? |
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| hmmmm..... |
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| What the hell mom. |
Those pics don't even need captions. He wear's what he is thinking right on his face. And not like it wasn't apparent before, it's imperative I fix Boomer ASAP.
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