It’s cold outside, the East coast is getting pummeled by what’s apparently a “bomb cyclone” (which is the most horribly-named meteorological event since “Sharknado 3”), and pretty much everyone I came across today was either grumpy, sick, or deep in the throes of a voracious post-holiday mood. Luckily, Smoky and I were both feeling pretty chill, probably because today’s socks are a sweet black-and-white mix of both dots and stripes.
Or maybe because there was a ferret chew toy on hand. As we can all agree, that’s pretty universally awesome, too.
Stay warm and safe, and watch for falling sharks!
Pud’n
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