Cousins

Okay, I will fully recognize that I am ridiculous for calling my dog and my sister’s dog cousins, but neither of us have kids, so let us just have this for now, okay? Harold and Charlie met over the summer when I was down in California for a few weeks shooting some weddings. It took them a while to get used to each other, but they finally figured it out. I took these on a walk near my mom’s house.

Yes, those are in fact random mattresses stacked in a parking lot. Don’t ask, because I don’t know why they are there.