It's the same hotel where our little kitty Diego was born and lived his first three wobbly weeks in a damp vent. When I walked by the dark vent, I bent down looking for his mother. If she were there, I wanted to tell her he was all right. We got rid of the fleas and fungus and by golly geezus he's alive. After getting to know him, I can almost guarantee he wouldn't have survived on the streets. Too soft and needy. (Now Trick Daddy, on the other hand, could make it. He's a bad a** dude).
Anyway, spent the day on the beach and chatting with my loved ones over food food food. Dave made it up for the finale at our favorite 2 for 1 burger bar. Here's some pics from today...
This cool shot of my eye is courtesy of Tatum!
5 comments:
nice images as well as nice collection
cool!
We will be there soon!
hurry hurry up!
I love the squirrel eating next to the dont feed the squirrel's sign.
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