. . . And a few cavorting* hellhounds
(PS: I am a MORON. This was supposed to go AFTER B-twin’s mini-pupdate. But it’s late and I’m tired and I rang BRISTOL tonight which is very, very, very scary**, and I didn’t remember to post BACKWARDS and I’m afraid to delete B-twin’s because WordPress will probably say ‘well if that’s the way you’re going to behave’ and delete the original too. So. Anyway.)
Remember that I’m taking blind photos of tiny little spots streaking across the landscape, and I get home, stick my camera’s memory card into my computer, zoom it in like mad and see what, if anything, I’ve got. Occasionally I’ve got an actual photo of hurtling hellhounds. With legs. Their legs tend to disappear in a fog of extreme speed. No, really.
I have no idea what that is that they’ve got hold of. It’s a long thin plastic ex-thing.
Oh, gods, they are SO CUTE. . . . Hey. They’re mine, and they’re a FRELLING LOT OF TROUBLE. I get to think they’re so cute I could die.
This is their, okay, now what?, look. Um. Come home and help me with PEGASUS?**
*Adorable
** It’s also not possible, but maybe I’ll tell you about that tomorrow
*** Yes, I think it’s very likely my thing for pegasi has something to do with hellhounds.
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