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Holy hell you just explained Palm Springs in a sentence.

Sounds like a fun ride 😉

If the sac is covered, you can still go shorter 🌠

Perfect description.

I guess he wanted in the picture too, but at border collie speed.

Invulnerability, macho, and anti-authority make quite the turd club sandwich. And yeah, someone who wasn’t taught that specifically gets a pass. But for someone who definitely was, different story.

Wtf. Sterile cockpit. Sounds like that bozo has never once had a problem before 1000agl.

If it were me I’d have rejected the takeoff, shut down, and had a serious talk before even thinking of letting them back in a front seat.

Felt like going full dog. No regrets.

Getting back into the stationary bike. For…reasons.

I tried for a while to pose for a cute dog picture, but she just won’t share the spotlight.

There was so much chicken and ribs that we had all this pork that didn’t get touched. Gonna be eating good all week!

GERALD THE ROOSTER IS BI!! 🏳️‍🌈

I wanted to show this off. My handler gave it to me as a temporary tag, buuuuuut I wanna keep it. He wore it around for a long time, people recognize it as his, it feels good as his mark. Plus it makes a very nice sound when I roll over 🥰

It’s a Thursday evening. Do you know where your dogs are?

Walking into 7-Eleven, my internal monologue pops off…
“I know I smell like buttsex. Wonder if the cashier can tell I got bred a half an hour ago.”

Still kinda dumbfounded, more than a day later. I have a handler now. And he’s incredibly hot. 😳

AirVenture and Dore. A week of fomo 🤷‍♂️

That’s like half my gym routine headspace, succinctly worded.

It’s a crowd that talking with can feel like you’re taking a sip from a fire hose sometimes. The “I’m too little to know boundaries” vibe. Stay safe, stay sane.

What if I could still climb the great ziggurat?

Meet me by the cherry trees. There are bunnies to chase!

Serious influx of mojo this weekend.

Here’s what 19 chickens looks like in a fridge

Shooting for the moon tonight.

LA is a complicated place for an empath. One more day till I get home.

When I’m having a hard time, I look up. Sometimes when I’m lucky, my star is up, and it makes me feel all the feelings when I see it.

First hatch day at the farm. Gerald’s first babies!

It’s like asking a race car driver if they’re ever gonna move up to busses. 😆

I try to remember that good things can exist that have nothing to do with me and that says nothing about me at all, good or bad.

Had a lot of fun being dogs at gay summer camp on a ship!