So, I was going to buckle down and get some serious work done today. But then I decided, screw that, I’m going to put socks on the dog.
Polly took it well.
As long as there are belly rubs, she’ll wear all the socks you want.
Daisy however, does not support dogs wearing socks.
She’s a purist.
One down. She had the other one off soon enough, and the universe was right in her mind again.
We defy your order, sock. We DEFY you.
Soooo much writing is getting done…. *sigh*