oh boy, do I love traveling. there is something enchanting about spending roughly 32 hours either on a plane or in an airport (that which should only have taken us about 12 hours). that's what we get for using "flyer miles".
technically, his name is olympus but his spunky attitude earned him the nickname "olly". he was a gracious model and forced a smile for one of the photos.
thank you to his owner, leaann scholfield, for allowing us to take a few shots with the black beauty.
in case you were unaware, these are my two lovely friends, deb and garrett. in case they were unaware, they will be naming their first child "natalie" regardless of it's gender.
i was forced to gut the innocent little nemo based off of sheer will to survive... in a make-believe scenario where my children are starving and trader joe's has closed for the evening.
two lessons for the day: never let a woman wear your cowboy hat and never let your cowboy hat touch your bed... bad luck. apparently this only applies to males. totally appropriate: the theory holds no stock and neither do men.