Hello, world. Good morning, and welcome to a new week. As is the typical fashion in these parts, Podrick came under the covers and we cuddled for an hour or so before Shawshank woke up. It’s cool this morning, but that’s because the wind hasn’t stopped since Saturday. We enjoyed a pretty slothy Sunday. The…
Hello, world. It’s morning, and we’re all up and about. Podrick has been mostly good. He was quiet all morning, but now that everyone’s out of bed, he wants to play. We had a nice Saturday. I was dressed and ready to leave the house earlier than normal. Yesterday was Tinytown’s annual town yard sale.…
It’s fucking Saturday, y’all. The day is starting off gray, and maybe it will clear up.1 Podrick came in for an early morning cuddle, as usual. For the most part, I cup my hand over his face like a muzzle while he sucks on my thumb or palm, and maybe I’ll fall asleep. He’s aggressive…