March may come in like a lion, but June comes in like a vampire
And not a sparkly, pouty vampire either.
Nor a hot vampire, like Spike here.
But a nasty, rabid, anemic vampire that grabs a hold of your jugular and keeps chewing until there isn't an ounce of life left in you.
But that's just me.
How's your June going?
I'm in the hellish midst of packing my children for camp. That picture of Spike just put a smile on my face. Maybe I'll just stare at that for the rest of the day.
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