Whiskey decided against asking for yet anohter walk and posted himself, cozy, on the caramel couch, listening to prayers from tibet india on the stereo. Billy , a bit bored, went in the living room. The door is open so neighbours hear my music. Our yard is totally wild and I killed two gorgeous cheap ferns huge I bought last year from lack of water.... A bird is heard.
Listening to the hood and monks pujas to mahakhala
