This poor little guy was flattened on the road in front of the library. I have no idea how long he’d been there, but long enough–baking in the heat–that he didn’t smell. I brought him home.
This poor little guy was flattened on the road in front of the library. I have no idea how long he’d been there, but long enough–baking in the heat–that he didn’t smell. I brought him home.
red paper boat 