Chronicles of a broken jaw

A grey headed orange mustached walrus-dog, a checkerboard whisker faced feline, painkiller induced dreams and visions, and a freezer full of frozen soup

The last two weeks of my life...

Meeowww

-Jac

Here in my car I feel safest of all

We love roadtrips

We missed our turnoff to Daylesford and almost headed to Radelaide, but a quick turnaround and a good bush bash got us back on course

Set up our tent in the back of our friend's holiday house, and kept warm by squishing the 5 of us in a 3 man tent 

Me, Millballz and Mothcontrol ended up going for a late night adventure walk down the road, and lay on the road watching the stars. Fear of traffic then persuaded us to head back to the tent for a few hours restless sleep, before heading off again first thing in the morning

We made a number of pit stops on the way back to Melbourne. First was Macca Dees for breakfast. Then to 'The Cross'; a rather bizarre hill with little prayer rooms and the stations of the cross around it, and a big neon cross on top

We continued to head back to Melbourne, but the sun came out and we felt our adventure was not yet over. Another course change lead us to Caitlin's house which burnt down in the Black Saturday bushfires. We found dress-ups in the shed and went for a wander in her mum's Japanese garden and soaked up the sun

- Jac

Kiss and kill me sweetly

We got a pug for the long weekend.
Its name was possibly oliver or chunkers.... or just pug.
The only song I could think of was 'pug' by the smashing pumpkins.
Its a good song. I don’t really know how much it relates to pug but.

Anyhow one balmy, frosty Saturday morning I decided to take pug for a stroll through a tour of the Carlton parks- argyle square right around through all of Carlton gardens. By taking for a walk of course, he did most of the walking and I just followed

A grand escapade.






We found this tree, which we stood by for a while. I liked it because I tried to find out how many faces I could see in it. I think pug just liked the smell of it.



Pug was good at finding things. while he wasn’t that good at finding faces in trees he was especially good however at finding random things to eat. He ate a lot. Usually other dogs poop, or leaves or muggy puddles. This was one of his best finds. I think there was pizza in it.




We ended up walking far and wide, high and low, crunching and through foliage, skipping through puddles,

I miss pug.

-mill