mr. darcy the cat:
Even the small ones look good
mr. darcy the cat:
east of mobridge
mr. darcy the cat:
the throat of the beast
mr. darcy the cat:
Blizzard of another type
mr. darcy the cat:
A fine March day
mr. darcy the cat:
dogden
mr. darcy the cat:
Coxo flying snow
mr. darcy the cat:
OY ate one too
mr. darcy the cat:
lime green Vests as far as you can see
mr. darcy the cat:
hit it again
mr. darcy the cat:
yonder comes the rotary
mr. darcy the cat:
End of the line, calling it quits
mr. darcy the cat:
west of Wakpala
mr. darcy the cat:
The experience
mr. darcy the cat:
dark side OY
mr. darcy the cat:
Plowing along
mr. darcy the cat:
more of a dusting