It was such an exciting word, I had to do it twice.
First we have my very hairy bed, thanks to my cat, Billy.
Then we have the hair of the dog. Gritty's from Portland, Maine. Sideways. (it IS the hair of the dog after all)
And a bonus photo - where's Billy?
Per squirrel's request, I put a counter on my blog to count the number of times I forget a piece of my underwear at work. I'm not quite sure I have the number right, but it's close enough - too lazy to go back to my posts. And I even had a dream last night about bra shopping. Damn, I wish I could have some of the ones I saw in my dream...