It must be pig week.
I found this little gem on the top of a cabinet in my friend Becky's house.
I love it.
She has a crown. She's a princess pig. And beautiful.
A colorful, eye-catching pig…one with wings.
Just to remind us all that "When Pigs Fly" is a doable thing.
Because, people, anything is possible.
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
I have all sorts of excuses.
I do.
Travel.
Work.
Shooting.
Life.
It doesn't matter that I walk right by my fireplace on my way out to my vehicle. Every day. Well, when I'm here, anyway.
It just doesn't matter.
And it's only because I'm expecting company that I happened to look at things from a different perspective today.
And, thusly, noticed a slight aberration. All I have to say is "Thank God for Susan." She's always there to cover me.
I did mention it to ThatManILove this morning.
His response?
"Oh, yeah. I noticed that."
God forbid I do the white glove test.
