By popular request:
There was a box in the corner.
What is this?
Why are you taking my picture, Hannah?
Triumph!
Almost all the way in!
Time for a break…so tired! (There was a period of cleaning and grooming in here but none of those pictures turned out good enough.)
This is very comfortable.
There you go!
A friend asked why I didn’t take a video. I didn’t think of it until after I took about a dozen pictures.
Oh, and this happened on Twitter the other day. Whatever, it’s not creepy. Or I should say, whatever, nothing wrong with being creepy.
Your bowling ball is hairy. I’m not even going to ask about the finger holes.