Green, green grass.

Our flatmate went out of town a couple of weekends ago, and gave us permission to bring Panda out for walkies.

STOMPSTOMPSTOMP

Eh?

I wanna run to yOouUuuuu...

After a long day's work.

Bestest feeling ever. For us, that is :)

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Pet shops are like mini zoos for Moobs and I.

We'd go in, gush over the puppies and kittens (well, sort of, cause I'm not usually fond of cats) and decide which one we'd bring home that day if we were going to buy one.

We never do, of course, because being poor (a nomad, student, no permanent residence, no permanent job...) is like that.

It's still nice to imagine though :)



Note: Moobs has just trapped Panda in our room so that she doesn't go all soppy eyes at him while he has his supper in front of the TV outside.