Jasper flees a hipster.*/**
*I’ve tried to teach him that the correct course of action when approached by Hipsterus Indomitus is to drop to the ground and curl into the fetal position, protecting his belly and shielding his “I Don’t Know Who This Is” Che Guevara onesie from view, but clearly, he has his own way of doing things.
For your love and prayers and wishes of hope for Tanner yesterday, thank you. So insufficient, but still: THANK YOU.