After work, it's all about catching up on personal chores.
Thank goodness for Dax who is always at my side providing moral support.
By the time I got around to changing the oil in my dually, it was 11 PM and I was starting to lose my motivation. Dax was all rah-rahed out.
At the eleventh hour, reinforcements arrive in the form of beetles.
Two years of waiting paid off: the rescued grubs I set up in piles of grub colonies everywhere are hatching.
I finish my oil change with beetles flying around me.
Welcome home, my babies:
