Today ’Pong and I celebrate 7 years together. As these photographs show, he’s found his own way of coping.
I haven’t been writing here for all that time, but the posts tagged Trinn Suwannapha will give you an interesting if unrepresentative overview.
And now, since I was inside all day yesterday staying warm fighting a cold, where the hell can I find a suitable wooden gift before he wakes up? I guess there’s always that broken chair leg in the cellar…
Pom rak kun maak krub, Khun ’Pong! ขà¸à¹‚ทษน่ะครับ! ขà¸à¹ƒà¸«à¹‰à¹‚ชคดครับี ห้à¸à¸‡à¸™à¹‰à¸³à¸à¸¢à¸¹à¹ˆà¸—ี่ไหนน่ะครับ?