Not talking photography here. Well, I did get a photo with my phone...
Murphy and I were out for his morning wandering about the yard. When we came back to the door, Stella was looking out to see what we were doing. She is still a "flight risk," even though she has it good here, so there won't be any outside for her until she is big enough for a harness and a leash.
Murphy had a tough morning: he was a pill. We all have those days, I guess. Better times ahead.
Another first for me. First time I've taken a selfie in a mirror. I was looking to show the shirt, and Joan was busy. So...
Yeah, it's a Gerry Bear shirt. As in Gerry Garcia. As in: the Grateful Dead. Music today at Mark's place, with the big group. One of the charts he sent is for a Greatful Dead song. I am not a Deadhead. I have never played a Greatful Dead song. But, Joan got me this shirt a long time ago from Vine, and I have never worn it. Today is the day.
Here's a sitting selfie to show the shirt better...
Hopefully, I won't get stopped by the Police on the way to or from Mark's today... 'cause I think a body cavity search would be in my future. I am wearing this for the guys today.
I'm guessing Mark picked a Grateful Dead song because Bob Weir passed away a couple days ago. For those not familiar, he was a guitar player for the Grateful Dead.
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