Marlo eats a bowl of Cheerios every morning (what? my kid? a creature of habit? GO ON.), but wait. That’s not accurate. There are Cheerios in the bowl. Cheerios must be in the bowl. But she doesn’t eat them. She spoons the milk around the Cheerios into her mouth until all that’s left is a [...]
Please ignore the toddler, the photographer and the other dog in the picture and concentrate on the magnificence that is this animal.
An early morning drive through the apocalypse. It’s coming for Utah first.