Mike and I had the unfortunate discovery of a large puddle of water in our kitchen during the first heavy rainstorm here. I initially thought I had left the fridge or freezer open, since I am scatter-brained and have a tendency to do that, but it was the ceiling. On Sunday morning we had a huge rainstorm, which left approximately 1/2 a liter of water in our strategically placed bucket. Unfortunately, we live in a country where it rains...LIKE EVERY DAY. Well, at least every day for the last few days (we've gotten the remnants of the storms that flooded Australia). I have been tasked with the chore of waiting for the plumber to arrive. Althought I don't necessarily mind staying home, I don't like being told I have to stay home until said plumber arrives. Mostly because he hasn't provided an inkling of a time frame for when he will arrive. I COULD BE STUCK HERE ALL DAY! I have a terribly exciting life to attend to...sort of.
Plumbing aside, Mike and I went on a photo scavanger hunt. Although we don't claim to be talented photographers, it was a great way to see the city and explore side streets and different places. I will post pictures of said scavanger hunt later because we have a few more pics to grab. On our scavanger hunt, I saw THE CUTEST, THE CUTEST dog in the whole world. AHH! I could've taken that dog home. Yes, it was small; yes, it was an accessory. Yes, I quickly began negotiations with Mike to acquire a similar dog (which were all unsuccessful). I don't know what breed it is though, any clues?
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