Thursday, February 13, 2014

different faces of Los Angeles

I seem to have spent most of today in the car (Walter Gomez; vet, bladder problems again), which at least gave me a chance to look out of the window every time that we were stopped a lights.  Probably Walter wished that he could look out, too: I drove quite a way of the journey home after I'd picked him up with my hand tucked into the top of his bag, stroking him.

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