Tiny Godzilla since 1975
Greyson would rather run with the big dogs than stay on the porch.
View from the warehouse.
One of the old warehouses from the 30s.
In the cistern room, I believe.
Hell of a day for this. In a good way.
Husband admires the pot still.
Inside the old place (est. 1936)
Pot boiler at the distillery. Steampunk as fuck, y'all.
The old distillery.
These are oil lamps, actually.
At the Willett in Bardstown...
Greyson doesn't often sniff butts that are taller than his own.
Stepmom giving Duke a smooch....
Greyson says hello to Mr. Peanut...
Okay so he MIGHT be a little spoiled. But come on you guys THAT FACE.
Just feeling some glow about what a handsome shelter mutt we got. #goodlookingdog
Gettin' my hair did. #itbeatsworking #butitskindofsticky
@scalzi - for a change of pace, here's my neighbor's new kitten...
I'm pretty sure this is perfectly normal. And that Greyson and I are perfectly safe.
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