stuff on my dog

Yesterday was long and difficult and deeply emotional, and so I am glad that I brought a few images of Chuck with me to share. Here he’s modeling the Marvy compression socks I will be wearing on the three plane rides back to the states (I wore a different pair on the trip out, and my legs would have detached themselves from my body and jumped out of the plane to their death had I not).

Chuck, I miss you, and when I get home you had better gift me a fart.