sometimes

sometimes when i walk up the street in the snow and then i walk back down i find these backwards footprints that smell JUST LIKE ME

i am not even making this up

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

in winter

in winter my golf course turns into a tabula rasa

this is a concept invented by an old english people named jonlock

he said THERE ARE NO INNATE IDEAS which meant all the golfers had to go home so the snow could come turn everything like white paper

i like to fill my tabula with things like running in the snow and snorfling the snow and eating the snow and digging a little hole in the snow and putting my nose in it and smelling the snow

they are my very best ideas

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

i do not

i do not like to poop in the cold

my mama says this is going to be a problem

we are back in canadia and my mama bought me a new toy for the new year and it is an indestructible squeaky ball with feet and i have already eaten the feet off

indestructible is peoples for more satisfying to destroy