Three strikes, I'm out

Busted arm, "monthly friend"...and now a viral infection to boot. Not to mention the fun of Valentine's Day, aka "singles awareness day." This has not been my week!

The good news is that Brewster had a fabulous vday- I gave him a four-pack of squeaky tennis balls and his eyes almost bugged out of his head. Poor thing was in a frenzy, he was so excited.





That intent stare was focused on his beloved tennis ball. He was about to leap out of his skin when I took that pic!




My furry valentine.

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