Special "almost fifty edition" of Puppy Power!
Tonight, I washed dishes at The Philosophers Stone Tavern. It was a blast (of hot, steamy water aimed at yucky foodstuff clinging to plates and utensils) all evening. Also, there was a falcon, or some other bird of prey, hanging out on a telephone pole in the parking lot while the sun set. That was pretty cool, as well.
Click the image, I think I got a little something in my eye.
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