Coconut Grove detox just to retox.

writing this on my work compy, so hopefully my browser doesn't eat it halfway through. (:

Ingvar was having a pretty good day. The sun was shining, his fur was looking bright white, and he was in an excellent mood for reasons even he couldn't explain. Not that he'd ever had particularly bad moods. Ingvar was a fairly happy-go-lucky dude, and he wasn't about to let anything come between him and a good time. Not even the sulking wolf devouring his meal that the white wolf was approaching.

Good afternoon! greeted the not-quite-two-year-old. Enjoying an afternoon snack?