Week 17: And Out
So. So. Tired.
Another picture taken in response to one from the past. A year ago last January Vicky and Mac and I went on the wettest muddiest road trip ever to the Salton Sea. On the way back we stopped at the same hotel I've been in all week, and Vicky took some of the cutest photos of Mac here. Well, here's one that's always stuck in my head.
I gussied Mac up with a toy I bought him- he was so tired he had no idea it was anywhere around. I've been walking the poor dog to death, and can you believe it?- we haven't seen any sofafrees! It's flat here and there's lots to see in West Hollywood, so we walk and walk and walk. But it's also hot as hell and Mac keeps reminding me that he's Very Very Old. But tough, he has to walk anyway.