This is a picture of Rudy's carrying case the day we introduced him to the second Snyder household where he would become a resident. I wish the pitiful yowling could translate on a still shot. Poor little guy.

This is the worst possible display I could have come up against in my ongoing book-buying hiatus:

This is what a broken hymnal rack looks like:

This was a recent perfect meal:

This is irony:

Welcome back to Kentucky, Emily! I snapped a pic of this fella yesterday on the way back from the airport. And yeah, he's sporting camouflage suspenders and a pink cut off T-shirt.

Here's a little social experiment I did yesterday with my newest (most favorite) accessory. Consensus: the youth loved it; several adults asked me if I was becoming a hippie. I think they were genuinely concerned.

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