As if I haven't had enough foul luck. Bob and I were on our way to one of my many doctors visits and I absentmindedly set my coffee cup on the roof of the car and I think you can guess the rest. The worst part was that it smashed to its untimely death right at the end of our road where I cross to the dirt road. This necessitates my passing its pathetic shattered corpse every morning while walking Jules. (Or more honestly: while following the shape in front of me that I think are Bob and Jules as I'm still not seeing all that clearly).
So this morning, I picked up a large-ish shard to photograph and preserve as history. I really liked my Tony the Tiger "Hold that Tiger!" coffee cup. Rest in peace!
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