I heard the word “caterpillar” today and this guy popped into my head so I drew him.

We went to Pet Smart today (oh wait, it’s past midnight now so technically yesterday) and saw the cutest little dog. I think it was a yorkshire terrier. She was there to buy a little collar. Probably something cute and adorable and oh so sweet. She was soooo small, maybe as small as Waldo’s big head. She was so cute I wanted to just smoosh her. She did that bowing thing with the toosh in the air. It was so darling, I could just grab her and bite her.

Is that an urge everyone has had at one time or another? I know my nephew does that. He tried to bite Waldo when he was young. It’s either that or grab and squeeze for joy.

I’ve been thinking about getting my hair cut. But I have this worry that once it’s short it’ll just poof out and and look all crazy. I’ve always wanted straight hair. Not the unruly curly thick hair I have.

Sometimes I wish I were brave enough to shave it all off. But then Alan would really think I was crazy.