When my mom was here she was telling me about someone she knew at work who she described as "the sweetest boy" who was starting his own side business. He would go every weekend and tend to his grandmother's grave, weeding, planting flowers etc and noticed that other graves were lapsing into disrepair so he was offering his services to keep the sites well kept and nicely planted etc. They were trying to come up with a name for it, and although they loved my mom's suggestion, they didn't go with it. Unsurprisingly.
Dead Tidy
*rolls eyes* She's a genius. An evil evil genius. But I also thought what a wonderful fluffy, angsty, bittersweet J2 story this could make...*cough*
homo_pink *cough*
Then yesterday, I was walking the dog when I heard the best sound coming from a house (no, not that, you filth hounds! Tsk!) I sometimes look after a lovely (big fat sausage of a) dog who is a border collie/spaniel cross, who looks like a Disney dog brought to life. He fab. And one of the best things about him is that when he barks, he doesn't sound like a dog, he sounds like a man
pretending to be a dog. It's so funny! Anyway, yesterday I was walking Lily and I heard another dog, making the same noise!
Which got me thinking...Jared delivering a package and glancing through a window, discovering Jensen standing in the hall, for reasons known only to himself, barking like a dog. Hilarity, romance and buttsex ensues...but not puppy play...and for some reason Jensen's an accountant (what?)
That's it. Love your faces ♥ x