Lost

I won't go back to what I was
I know now that you are lost
- Airborne Toxic Event, The Fifth Day

Here's a pic of a little friend that fat dog and I ran into on our run this evening. There were five coyotes just ambling through the hood. It was a decent run but I was already tired from moving furniture around. I tricked my boy into spending the day with me by allowing him to drive to Costco, wherein we made the rather spontaneous purchase of a sectional couch. Thankfully his dad was kind enough to help us get it home. It was damn heavy. I am currently working on a fresh butt imprint.