Dat carbon residue on the muzzle. ~mhmmmm <3
So I work at a pet hospital, and we got a sick chameleon today that we had to treat. Needless to say we got a little attached to her and named her Susan. Her pillow was a cotton ball, her blankets were gauze squares and her head-warmer was a top of a glove filled with water. :)
As young adults, we complain about how much we “hate” our family. Admittedly, I’m one of those people. I never realized how much I love them until I couldn’t come home for a holiday. I’ll be spending Thanksgiving alone because I couldn’t get time off work to go home for one day. It hurts so much and I’m dreading tomorrow because I’ll only feel more lonely. Enjoy your turkey and tryptophan induced comas AND your annoying families.