Wordless Wednesday: Rollin’, Rollin’, Rollin

On this morning’s walk while crossing the (totally dry) creekbed, Tiki was suddenly in the all-too-familiar drop and roll position. She arose sporting, just behind her ear (where, of course, all good perfume belongs), a black blob of, well, we just don’t want to know… Time for a quick bath!

Paris Permenter

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