.surprise visitor.

could not help a smile after i read the following Shel Silverstien poem :

Hot Dog

i have a hot dog for a pet,

the only kind my folks would let

me get.

he does smell sort of bad

and yet,

he absolutely never gets

the sofa wet.

we have a butcher for a vet,

the strangest vet you ever met.

guess we're the weirdest family yet,

to have a hot dog for a pet. 

enjoyed a visit from my parents and their little meatloaf.

 

seasons greetings :)

oh, ya...
don't forget to take a peak at my PrOjEcT 365, everyday is a new photo :)