If you know me, you know I love my cat more than just about anything on the planet. But before Hesher there was Malkie and Spyro, Michelle and Ned's cats. So many times I would get lost playing with these fuckers that I would forget that I was baby talking them, and then turn around to see everyone staring at me. I didn't care, I loved these fuckers. Malkie passed on a couple of months back, and now sadly, Spyro is gone. We never saw eye to eye, Spyro and I, as he would always run and hide when I came, but he was probably trying to avoid being smothered in hugs.
Miss you buddies! Such a kootie.
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| Spyro |
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| Malkie and me. |
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| Gary during the Italian game - Stunned. |
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| A lot of World Cup on the worlds best patio |
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| We all hit The Strip on Saturday |
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| Laura and I went on a mission to find a feather earring in order to complete her Lost Boys look. |
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| Like A Bastard Drive-In III |
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| Primanti Bros! |
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| We skipped out on the Riverhounds soccer game, and after the tailgate party we walked around the town. |
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| We took the incline to the top of Mt. Washington |
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| The view half way up the incline. |
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| At the top. |
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| We found some awesome patio that was pretty terrifying as it hung over the ledge |
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| Walked a couple of bridges |
I didn't take many pictures the rest of the weekend for some reason, but the entire 4 day adventure was fucking amazing as usual. We had great weather, played KTBA in the mornings to battle the beer bloats, we ate 100 pounds of greasy American food, we had our yearly backyard drive-in all nighter, and I got to see parts of Pittsburgh that I never got to see before. I love this fucking town, and everyone that lives in it. So sad to be home.