Found on the bottom of a pan at the preschool.
It's the first week of the school year at Pre-K, lots of new kids. One kid cried the entirety of the day yesterday, which was, uh, not great.
My dog killed a squirrel yesterday. He's incredibly proud of himself. Pretty cute.
I buried the dead squirrel in the yard, but Coop keeps digging him up and playing with the corpse. Not so cute. cgod, can I throw a dead animal in my municipal compost bin in Portland?