Bryndel and carrots.

Bryndel and carrots.

Upon returning from the restroom, I found my dearest Bryndel standing at the counter, on a chair, eating dip with a carrot. (Notice how I didn’t say a carrot with dip.) Think along the lines of how one might eat soup with a spoon… that is how my Bryndel...
Testing, Testing, 123…

Testing, Testing, 123…

This is my first post; I’m trying to figure out formatting. I’m not sure what this blog will be about. It’s just a place for me to ramble on and post my images. Here’s one of Ryan in the meantime. :)