Vacation bitches

The vacation started a little shaky with Wolf leaving us at the airport for an hour and a half because he fell asleep passed out. However, things have since picked up. And for those who have never met me and wonder what kind of woman would marry a guy like me. A girl that will take this picture while Wolf was busy letting soccer kids bang balls off of his face:




Don't ever ask me why people are moving south in droves. You just don't see strings like that up north unless they are in boots. Watch out for the restaurants on the beach, they'll put you down for a few hours. This cat lives with Wolf and could use a comb, or haircut, or a hose and the better half is a little concerned about a hairball it ralphed up, apparently she's never actually seen a hairball before: