Tank, the 5.5 month old Great Dane and I. He’s leaning his head on me in this picture. I later got him an icecream cone.
Onyx, 3.5 yr old Tennessee Walker. The ranch owner chased her for about 2-3 hours, first with help of his cattle dogs, then his tractor which he overheated, then his truck. She was not about to be caught.
So I hopped in to lend a hand. Twenty minutes later, here she is. The biggest sweetheart.
Fact Number Fourteen: This is what my heaven looks like.
Truly, an endless pile of books. I actually LOVE romance novels of almost any sort. I do not like to be bothered while reading, it seriously rages me. I don’t want to be interrupted by your voice while words are painting a picture in my mind.
Fact Number 13: I can’t draw, so I’ll pay someone to do it for me.
I commission artists to bring my ideas to life beyond the means pen and paper (or wordpad and keystroke). The above is my OC named Bornwild.